They totally botched my boob job. My tits look like they're are winking.
still haven't packed clothes. only wine. gotta love spring break
She told me I had to leave by four. We fucked until six thirty and we are the champions played on the way home. Yeah god knew
I just need you there to slap my dick when im flirting with her
he gave me a new purse full of weed and five boxes of samoas for my birthday. best boyfriend ever.
Just come here and visit. Enjoy the deliciousness of me being legal. Just don't think, and come here right meow. meow meow meow.
I'm sick of being the only unemployed member of the group. Doing things alone isn't partying. Its sad.
I told her my cab was outside the club and that I had to go, but I think we both knew this wasn't going anywhere past the sloppy bathroom handjob.
Client visitor days are the worst. If I have to wear a tie and can be hungover at least have the decency to find some more attractive visitors
Did you get any pics? And I can only imagine how inferior you must have felt knowing that somewhere in that room was a guy whose penis was the length of your forearm.
Also- should we send out holiday cards? That say, "Eat a dick, 2014"?
I AM A SEXUAL NIGHTMARE
I mean seriously...It's like the universe is saying "your vagina is closed, move along"
Scientific fact: if he makes a face like a demonic dog when he's fucking you, makes it easier to fuck without feelings.
I would let him fuck me right here in this laundromat. Praise Satan.
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