He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
no one will drink with you if you continue to listen to beyonce
Just saw the pics you left in my phone. thanks for reminding me that last night was not a dream.
sometimes i wish i could find another girl that loves my dick as much as she does
i feel like she has dreams of it being like a person saying hey lets go play
whiskey dick. though we did manage to break my closet door and flood the bathroom.
I don't know if you remember, but I was only wearing an afghan.
I feel like a blind man at a water park. Every step has the potential to be either fatal or lead to accidental, but totally enjoyable, sex.
THERE IS AN ENORMOUS FAT WOMAN EYEING MY FLIGHT'S GATE LIKE IT WOULD BE DELICIOUS TO EAT.
Seriously, she had fingers that made me thank a god I don't even believe in that I'm gay.
He rubbed aloe on my sunburn while I blew him... could he be anymore perfect?
I want to bone him until his eyes fall out
Masturbating to the DNC live stream. Not my proudest moment
I'm going to need to invest in some knee pads if I keep having nights like tonight
For real his Facebook page says he studied "sexual arts" at some random college I've never heard of. You've been warned.
Is it sad that I just pissed sitting down so I didn't have to stop eating doritos?
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