She kept saying "I'm going to hell" the entire time we were fucking. I really wasn't sure what to do... so I agreed with her.
That was definitely the right answer.
The story about him having a girlfriend changed real fast when he found out that I was a gymnast
I literally had to tap out of the blow job. It was like a pornographic wrestling match
Not sure if it's my shorts, hat, shoes, hair or soul but one of the above just got me drunk again from the glorious aroma of Keystone Light.
i looked down and was like "oh shit thats blood" then it was like "shit, thats not my blood." then it was like whos blood is this??
Ok well hopefully you're not staging an intervention for me at your place because I'm bringing beers
His ass WILL be my cock's next vacation home.
I wish I had a dick so I could say shit like that.
This guy is walking around with a deer head on. Honestly what the fuck
You know the sex was good when he had to ask which way was north before he left.
How did the date go? No fake eyeballs this time?
I am so sorry. Not sure for what, but whatever I did last night probably merits an apology, so I'm covering my bases.
I just want orgasms and emotional validation. Is that too much to ask?
I dont know who to turn my two weeks notice into so I'm just going to get hammered at work and see who fires me.
That is our entire relationship. We match bowls and give each other head. What more could you possibly want?
Everybody at Lexi's party found out I'm both a screamer and a moaner after he ate me out on the pool table downstairs. Just another sunday night in Alaska
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