Hey you
You're the only one I'll text back during sex. what's up?
The ticket read "Found nude in a tree"
He cooked the food on a paper plate in the oven.
In hindsight maybe we should have moved his homework instead of playing quarters on top of it.
He told me he was 'pondering the natural wonder that is my ass'
Like, dude. I'm already fucking you, you don't need to wax poetic.
Isn't he wasted enough that he might actually mean it and not just be trying to get you to fuck him without a condom?
I may have broken a few toes and my face hurts. I do know that I pissed the bed so at least I've got some closure there
What shirt can I wear out that says 'I may have a broken arm, but it's not the one I give handjobs with'?
He asked for a foot job. Whatever. I guess I'm swimming in new slut waters tonight.
My goal this weekend is to get a number that goes with the penis I take him.
Aspirations
Also I'm proud of us for having an educational conversation in this group text.
I woke up hugging a box of cheerios that had "wonder woman" written in sharpie on it. So much for a sober night.
We were wearing togas. So having sex was really easy to do without taking any clothes off.
The bump on my forehead, i think, was from falling asleep at front door, on my knees, slumped over. But we played good music so what?
Holy shit dude........stairs
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
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