Hawaiian shirts and no dignity
We are always on the same wavelength...kinda eerie.
I think he liked me better when I only opened my mouth to suck his dick.
he kept saying "mind over matter" as he fucked me
He was visibly upset that you'd rather eat nachos than have sex with him.
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
And I'm not sure if that's how you pluralize penis. Never planned on needing to know that in my life.
Then he kept saying sentences and ending them all with "the point of no return" even if it didn't make sense, and kept telling this other guy he wouldn't be his "wife son"
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
Finishing last nights 1.5L of wine and beef jerky for breakfast. Work looms, ever the prickly bitch.
Yup. Dog walker, house sitter and mistress to the rich, bored and bi-curious. I've got a nice little operation running.
I asked her how many times she came and she said "Oh god I can't count that high, Rutgers doesn't teach us that."
I am still awake. And let me sing you the song of my people. Ahem. "I have a bottle of hydrocodone and you all can fuck off."
he can suck his own dick, i cant compete with that
Bacardi 151 is like a past nightmare I'm still curious about
Currently doing the walk of shame out of some random girls house with my boyfriend. Talk about relationship goals.
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