So how was he last night?
Five-minute foot-long.
last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
i felt like cinderella. except at midnight i turned back into a whore.
Only you could turn Mozart into a stripper song.
It's official. I'm a squirter. Wasn't a one time thing.
so we have officially lost him as of 7 hours ago.. already called campus security, the drunk tank and the hospital. figure he'll turn up eventually..
i'll start checking the bushes on campus.
She jerked me off while she drove us back from Denver going 70mph. It was both the scariest and most erotic moment of my life.
Haha that's why you never name the penis. Its like a pet, once named you will most likely get attached.
I love shooting for the middle. Those girls never wake up well.
HE'S EATING THE CONFETTI. STOP HIM NOW.
Hon, I found you crying into a bathrobe in the back of a closet with a broken shoerack.
i came home to her naked eating chilli on the living room floor. Stop giving her jager.
Her dog trainer Fuck buddy is over here again. She sounds like a squeaky toy and he talks to her like he talks to the dog. I CAN HEAR EVERYTHING!!!
I faked an orgasm during phone sex last night. This relationship is starting to become real.
Did I turn a man straight...??
Yes!
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