Well its official I'm an idiot. I made out hardcore with an employee last night in our banquet room. Oh and got wasted at work. Oh and showed my staff squirrel on a trampoline.
I actually kinda like her but everyone else hates her, so consider it a third party grudgefuck.
I am the worst sexter. i actually told him .. if i had a penis, it would be hard right now. BTW thats a turn off.
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
Couple of things: my nipples are blue and knowing that at some point I'm going to have to poop is incredibly terrifying
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
I mean you would really have to try to not have fun at a party that doesn't require pants....
Not really how I planned to achieve immortality, but I'll take it.
He told me I was a good dog mom. I've never been so turned on in my life
Maid of honor screwed up the joke so I just got to explain what a strap on is and why a married lady might want one to Grandma and my brother's wedding shower.
We had a company shotgunning beers contest in the parking lot today, and I won. God bless America!
Sex was followed by homemade breadsticks. I waited till after the breadsticks were gone to tell her i had a gf.
Bold words for someone NOT on a unicycle
I told him he had to put his dick inside of me at approx 1159 to ensure it was birthday sex. i was 19 when he entered me.. came out 20. winning.
PSA Do not blow dry your junk.
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