He came in the heat vent in my car. Don't ask how it happened.
And when I look at him, I just want him to say "I love you" in between deep thrusts and hard grunts.
i have one hour to talk myself into enjoying giving him a blow job when i get home
What. The. Fuck. No, you will not spank me.
That wasn't intended for you, my bad.
I'm gagging in the liquor aisle just thinking about how much alcohol I'll be drinking this weekend.
Do you think the guy at the front desk was watching us last night? Although we were in a public pool, therefore our tits were free game.
You were hanging upside down on the subway with your feet in the stirrup handle bars. the children were amused.
dude. this chick is staring at me like i gave her brother herpes.
I was an emotional waste case that night. She made me stroke her ponytail.
The drug dealer had chickens in his house so I know it was good stuff.
I just had to take my laptop away from him because he was on Amazon and had 20 Seahawks garden gnomes in his cart.
He's like all my past boyfriends wrapped up into one fuck up. It's enjoyable to watch.
So far I consider it a great summer because I have had to buy Plan B a total of zero times
My ultimate hope is that people will hug me, smell me, and therefore think I'm classy.
I'm so gassy and it's your fault.
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