Let's get back to talking about you giving me a blow job.
We were making out and then he stopped and said to me, "Your ship is right there, why don't you take your people and just go?"
she blew me in the men's room in the restaurant. it was a french bistro, so it was okay
i've officially fucked a sailor, a policeman and a biker. I've never noticed my Village People fetish until now...
ITS DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME SUNDAY EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OK AFTER ALL
You drank everything last night. It was like this huge deconstructed long island that went on for 5 hours
He went down on me while I had rollers in my hair. I've never felt more like a lady.
Dude imagine how many pictures of dicks Obama gets. That can't be unusual. Almost every kids in the US has written the president a letter.
Seriously your house is like the underground railroad for unwanted gay kids
I gather from Facebook you got drunk last night and took semi naked pictures of yourself?
I'm treating this like a real date. My boobs aren't even out.
I'm so proud, I have tears
I started dipping tositos in my screwdriver last night
then apparently I went "not bad" and continued
had a nice chat with the older gay fellow who works in the bakery at the new vons about vday...we both feel that it's a day of dashed expectations & concerns that we'll have to be cut out of our spanx
Swimming turned traumatic when grampas shorts slipped off..
Why does my mask smell like doritoes?
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