So the last day on the vacation I woke up in the bath tub. My mom said she asked me during the night what I was doing and I said, "swimming."
i used the pictures of vaginas in your biology book to jack off.
I thought his dick was headless. then I pulled back the foreskin.
Shotgunned a beer while taking a bath.
If by "in control" you mean him showing-up to work wasted, calling a customer a "fuckstick," and getting fired on the spot? Then yes, he is.
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
He looks like a fat version of lurch from the adams family and smells like fritos. This is not the caliber man I want pleasuring himself to the thought of me!
We were tripping too hard to figure out to tell him where we were so we sent a picture of me laying outside the tent saying "find us"
you said I shouldn't try to fill the void in my meaningless life with dicks but i am trying and it totally works
I spent the whole ride asking the cabbie if people ever have sex back there, and if he wanted me to make that number one higher.
i was so unappreciative the bar was giving out sweatbands UNTIL I casually used it during sex.
WHO ARE THESE GUYS WHY AN ORGRY ON A MONDAY LMAO
It's becoming clear to me that I am not sugar baby material. I don't think I could handle old balls long term.
Had a moment of weakness, slept with my ex last night
So that's why our room smells like tequila and shame.
Also I found $40 in the women's bathroom at ihop. Karma is finally kicking in!
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