so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I woke up this morning with my shirt on upside down.
You mean inside out.
No, upside down. I ripped the neck hole in the process of getting it around my waist.
I don't think my ego could take a straight man out-cooking me.
he just kept saying that he had liquor dick..then he tried to fuck me without removing his pants.
why would she cut her hair? she needs all the distractions possible from those texas-sized gums and horse teeth.
I was just given a safe word. It's going it be an interesting night.
I'm taking it from the chunk of pizza I just pulled out my hair that we ate pizza last night?
I just couldn't load the family groceries on to the same seat where I had sex 12 hours ago.
we passed out in our seats at the game for about 3innings. I guess they showed it on the big screen. nap n rally!
He said he would pay my bar tab if he couldn't answer my question. He lost to the age old question of our youth. Why did pogs go out of style.
Just letting everyone know that I am still alive after last night. On a related note, this is the 15th "I'm not dead!" mass text I've sent. You've got to celebrate the little things.
What drinking game we play yesterday? Fight club or something?
The next time you scream bombs away when you are inside me will be the last time you are inside me
He doesn't have much of a personality but he makes up for it with his sexual prowess
keeper.
After he came, he took a two minute power nap and then fucked me for another 45 minutes. He is a machine!
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