he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
What can I say? I like my food like I like my women, not entirely fucked by our contemporary world.
You sent me a picture of you holding a goat then asked me if I would have day sex
"just because you look like a short version of scarlet johanson does not mean I would immediately fuck you" that was the single.most difficult thing to say. but seriously I don't want the roots of the whore tree anywhere near my junk.
Sorry I disappeared. Do you hate me?
Not at all, did you not hear me clapping outside your car on our way out?
He has a bed frame and a headboard.... That match his dresser and nightstand...
Hahah. That's good.
I feel like you don't understand the severity with which this weirds me out...
Why did this happen to me why did I have to meet him if I could go back in time I never would have grabbed his dick
Just took physics exam. I think this is one of those 'chuck it in the fuck-it bucket and become an art major' days
I went to an 8am hookup in another guys sweatpants. Who is the really player here?
Taking dicks and breaking hearts, no better life
Its just akward. Everytime he tells me he loves me, I have to respond with, I love having sex with you. and he just stares at me in amazement
where are you?
two trains and a bus walk of shame. so not worth it.
It smells like graded cheese and febreze in the family room what the hell have you been up to???
This is a hot dog holiday. I intend to do my part for the processed meat workers of this great union.
I feel like he doesn't realize we're offering him a threeway with sisters and I don't understand how that's possible.
Maybe we should bring mom next time.
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