when I scratched it gently some sort of watery looking stuff came out...so then I just stopped thinknig about it.
you don't understand, he speaks spanish and is tall. i have to do him.
i have rugburns grass stains and some road rash. im an all terrain slut
its like fishing. just send her some cock shots to keep her on the hook then use tequila to reel her in
I. Did. In fact. Sprain. My liver. This. Weekend.
Hopefully this dress says "let me rent your house" and not "let me suck your dick for money"
It all started because he put my damn phone in his pants. By his crotch nonetheless.
Gonna play a drinking game called drink til I feel my emotions. The things I do so I can be a therapist
I mean, the night I fell out of that bus I made you pour vodka onto my wound to clean it, then duct taped a paper towel to my hand and kept drinking.
I mean, it was a fun hookup and he's cute and whatnot, but he wouldn't go down on me. Plus he's a republican. Idk why but those things feel like they go hand in hand.
I AM A SEXUAL NIGHTMARE
He was simultaneously rubbing my shoulders and fucking me. I'm keeping him.
Because talking after sexting is equivalent to cuddling after sex
Despite how often it occurs, I have absolutely no interest in having sex with myself
i read his ps3 instant messaging thing... he's meeting a guy to have sex. i think your boyfriend's gay
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