I think you're the first person to ever call Louisville, KY a "romantic getaway".
I just fucked a rockette. This would have been amazing a week ago.
You rolled out of the car, got on all fours and puked then just nonchalantly stood up and waved goodbye and thanks for the ride.
so I woke up without pants, but my cardigan was still on and fully buttoned. curious.
I know he gets bloody noses a lot...so that explains all the blood...but I'd say the condoms are definitely from a penis.
We have to give a final comment in english, i think i might say "i learned it's a bad idea to make out with people in your classes who have girlfriends."
I'll wind up on his doorstep with a confused "oh you live here" expression, a feigned ankle injury and a seemingly fortunately placed bottle of tequila. I don't care what it takes: HIS MOUTH WILL BE ON MOUTH.
let's just pour the lemonade mix into the soco. cut out the middle man.
Apparently we were just playing "bang a bridesmaid". I'm not sure if I won or lost...
I came in and she was laying on the ground just stoking it saying "the floor is where our feet step"
Oddly enough I feel totally fine now. Clonazapam and red bull the breakfast of champions.
Of course I fucked him. He's a professional beat boxer, his entire job is to do complicated shit with his tongue.
I maxed out my credit card last night on powdered donuts and beef jerky
I got so drunk I thought my tennis court was a corn field so I laid in it and ate pizza
I woke up in the middle of the night with my dick out and my electric blanket on high. It's like she wanted a hot dog.
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