She rode me to the beat of Baby Got Back. I swear to god.
No jewlry, no bra, and no pen. I couldnt be more prepared for a friday morning class.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
This is a mass text: my birthday is tomorrow, and I want a full day of birthday sex. Send me your availabities. Time slots begin at noon
you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
her roommates boyfriend drunkenly walked in on us banging and said yeeeeaaaaaahhhh and tried to high five me
running the faucet water is not hiding the sound of you vomiting. fyi.
Oh my fucking god you idiot bitch just get here forget about the vodka the fucking cops are looking for you
took off my bra and popcorn fell out of it. im gonna puke at this wedding...
i sucked his cock and got snuggles in return. I'm the mother Theresa of giving in a relationship.
Know what's awkward? Having a couple of moving guys watch while you detach the bondage cuffs from your bedframe, that's what.
He woke me up because I was snoring and went for a second round. First time I'm happy that I snore
I may have taken the entire adderall. I FEEL LIKE THE FUCKIN HULK. I can't stop cleaning and organizing and doing the clean things
he called me his ex's name during sex then proceeded to cry while still in me
Thank you, BTW, for defiling my bed. Glad it was done well.
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