He just kept muttering to himself "stabby stabby stabby stabby" while we were boning. I will never be boning him again.
We hadn't had sex in so long that I started queefing and then I couldn't stop giggling... I think he's mad.
Ok fine. Wild. Free. Like a stallion set free in a beautiful meadow filled with flowers and sexy lady horses
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
Best elective surgery ever. Having a great time ignoring girls' pleas to pull out and blowing it inside anyway. I like to watch them absolutely freak out and go batshit crazy for 20 mins before I mention the snip-snip surgery. Power trip.
can we get vodka so I have an excuse for being an emotional wreck
Honestly I think at this point I purposefully schedule nothing on Sundays anymore so I can spend all day wallowing in my shame.
I got dressed on his front steps, peed on his neighbors lawn, then did a shoeless walk of shame home at 5am...
I don't remember where I was but I remembered that I hated everyone there
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
I feel like it went downhill once I decided we should take $100 tequila shots.. oops lol
I just fell off a roof. So I'm kinda chillin for a minute.
I have commenced my lesbian college experimentation. Wish me luck
I'm shopping for Mother's Day cards while waiting for my herpes medication. What is life.
i gave head in a cab last night. get on my level.
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