Drinking in an igloo changes everything.
i knew it was time to leave when he woke me up only wearing pooh bear oven mitts and holding a plate of thank you pancakes
They're like penises that have been put in a blender.
He spent 6 hours at the ER after crashing a motorcycle and still came to the bar, Ofcourse I went home with him. He's my hero.
There's always time for handjobs
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
so exactly what is concert sex etiquette? Before, during or after???
all of the above
I'm 50% weirded out and 50% into it
He pulled the pencil out of my leg and then we fucked. It felt sorta like pulp fiction in reverse.
you smell like cheap hookers & chicken nuggets.
I was so high I didn't realize I'd put on someone else's bra. I thought my boobs had shrunk.
Well I want to be mistreated and called a slut and finger banged
But I guess hugs would be nice
In the middle of pounding my asshole he stopped and said, "do you want to get breakfast after this?"
We shared a dick. We're practically sisters!
found a thong and $20 in my right pocket. it's going to be a good day
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