You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
There is so much to learn about oneself from autofill.
The last thing I said to him last night before telling him he couldn't give me a kiss goodnight was pointing at his dick then at me and saying "this isn't working out"
Our sex bag has now been upgraded to sex luggage, with wheels, and now features a first aid kit. Game. On.
I've never heard of anyone celebrating the holidays with a fuck buddies family before.
....I'll be expecting my trophy when I return.
Ill give you a 4 hour blow job if you make my nephew go to bed.
Am I the only one that feels like there are hundreds of tiny people having a rave and stomping and kicking around inside my head this morning?
I just wrote "where Jason is" on the screen. He guessed "hospital" correctly.
He stumbled into my room, flopped on my bed, shoes on my pillow and asked me for a juice box. Then fell asleep with the juice box on his forehead.
Just had a flashback to Friday. Definitely had my hands in someone's bra. Definitely wasn't mine.
I round house kicked her emotions in the face
Nobody will take a lit match to your nipple without warning you this time. Pinky swear.
So I'm getting really old. I feel asleep for a booty call that I initiated. The struggle is real.
I didn't even know his name until he texted me the next day and told me I should take a plan B pill. Thanks Danny.
The coast is clear - also, would it bother you if I chose not to wear pants?
Randomize
