Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
No. I remember how loud you used to get. Trust me.
John stretched a condom over his face and tried to puke in it.
Like I had no idea he knew how to play girls the way he played me. His major is chemistry for christ's sake.
There are fucking limits. Jerking another guy off in the bar toes the line.
Dad just showed up on someone else's golf cart, filled an ice chest with booze and left while yelling "SHINANIGANS!!!!" this is going no where fast.
To sum up. The glass blower from the ren faire ate me out last night. Best ever. Go find yourself an artisan.
I'm thinking blowjobs and wheelchair sex should be part of any post-injury wellness plan.
Had a dream I beat up niall then madeout with him while snorting coke out of a dragons egg
Looks like a took a video of myself beating off and passed out last night. I'm classy.
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
The ONLY place I sext is in my anatomy class. It's an amped up level of playing doctor.
tried to suck my ex boyfriends dick last night at a bar... Happy homecoming from me to you
Pussy, Peanut Butter Cookies,and Bubble Wrap
Did you happen to find the other half of my bra last night?
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