My mouth tastes like defeat. Did he at least have money?
he promised me brunch in the morning so i felt like it was ok....i really need to get a job.
But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
Just because we buy weed together doesn't mean were a couple
IS FOOTBALL GONNA SUCK HIS DICK? NO, IT IS NOT
I was told u were the one who could explain to me why i woke up in the running shower, still in my dress and heels
Dude I reek of $2.50 pitchers, $1 off/pack marlboro cigs, and fear.
Fear?
FEAR.
You have to keep an eye on her tonight cause you know how she likes to pickpocket people when she's drunk.
..puke & rally mid art final. HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO!
You're like Jane Goodall in a forest of gay men. Someday your autobiography will be called "Bottoms in the Mist".
Man. Apparently I blacked out between the 4th margarita and my air mattress. Asleep in my jeans at 10pm. Mom outdrank me again.
I apologize that you just fell victim to my random thought of how to make a blow job come to life via emojis.
He's a drill sergeant! The sadomasochist in me can't resist that.
You tryed convincing the salvation army bell ringer you could do the worm and face planted into the sidewalk... I put a dollar in the can for your performance
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