Well. Nothing came of that. And to think I manscaped and dusted with gold bond.
his penis was crooked so i rode him at an angle. he seemed used to this.
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
If you start sounding at all like you're even remotely in love, expect a lecture on the merits of being a single woman with a vibrator.
This is why we're friends.
i'm getting the "you hooked up with my friends" speech from him. i'm returning with the "gotta keep my quota up" speech
and you will have a crown and it will be made of penises and all will bow before you and your glorious penis crown
A shower wasnt enough to wash off the shame but at least it took care off the blood.
every single time I see a picture of the two of them on facebook, I want to just call her and scream "your boyfriend said I give the best head on the east coast". But I've been told that would be inappropriate.
Sorry I pissed in your dining room and kicked your best friend in the face while he was passed out.
I own a halfway home for drunk girls, this is my life
k. The important thing is we are going out. You are stones. I am mildly hallucenating.
Your cock has been in the back of my throat. Co-worker is no longer a sufficient title. Fix that shit ASAP
And all i could do was bury the part of me that felt guilty for cradle robbing and put on my dick swallowing bib.
I gotta stop fucking the bouncers. We are running out of bars to go to.
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