My workout was carrying 2 cases home from the grocery. It's Bowl Week.
Day 3. Will have to postpone job hunting by a month. May have blown out my knee. Was sunburned on Friday. Now look painted red. Still alive. All worth it.
Theres been so much buildup for our genitals to meet, one or both of us is sure to be disappointed.
1.) where are you? 2.) you making meatballs? 3.) Meatballs for sex?
the thought 'we cant do it, we're in a public place' crossed my mind, and then I realized he's succeeding if he's trying to domesticate me.
elevator sex. pronto.
My life now consists of 2 time frames. BV before vibrator and AD after death of my sex life.
When we were fucking he said and I quote "we're like a sex fajita"
he came in the room wearing gloves & rapping while eating a corndog
knight in shining armor
I made out with an Italian cab driver. Not cool. Help. Good news he will drive us anywhere we want to go as long as you cook food?!?!?! I want to melt into the pavement.
We got buck wild in our animal onesies last night. You kept ripping off your tail in angry rages.
Remember Christopher who always sends me pictures of his penis? Look to your right, boy in the blue.
You told me I got kicked out of the bar for lipping off to the bouncers... what shocked me the most was that I made it to the bar
at what point last night did i get this tattoo of an anchor made of dicks?
around eleven
I pelvic thrusted so hard while he was eating me out that his nose started bleeding. I think it's broken. Trophy scars, right?
At least I’m an “essential employee” and can still bang my boss. \n\nFingers crossed my husband doesn’t ask why I’m essential, the orgasms are too good to give up during this pandemic
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