nothing tight i'm going to stuff myself with food and alchy
i want you now
you need to stop dating girls with the same name as your mother...or stop drinking so much...I don't want to see this
If hangovers were people John Goodman would be living in my skull trying to eat the back of my eyes
It was like little house on the drunk prairie.
She told me I had to leave by four. We fucked until six thirty and we are the champions played on the way home. Yeah god knew
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
The mystery gender stripper never showed up with that party burrito last night.
Just drove past the dude that came in your sock
Apprently after I bit that bouncer, it all went down hill.
I think it's god's punishment for my behavior in Vegas . Lies were told. Angels were defiled. Pools were pissed in
I went in the closet and cried, then the bathroom and cried, and lastly he showed me his penis and I cried. It was a weird night.
I let my daddy issue flag fly free last night.
I need a genital shamwow being this wet.
I am serious when I say I think I broke a rib having sex with Kyle. It might be puncturing my lung. No lie. I might die today.
And to be clear I have only watched porn like 3 times at work
Randomize
