Well its official I'm an idiot. I made out hardcore with an employee last night in our banquet room. Oh and got wasted at work. Oh and showed my staff squirrel on a trampoline.
just masturbated through my pocket at the library. hope you're enjoying your saturday night out.
So the dentist told me I couldn't suck on anything. She emphasized ANYthing.
He came in, laid on our floor and started to make a snow angel.. On the floor. Then he just left never said a word. 20 mins later walked back in and dropped his pants, looked down and said "wow im happy i had boxers on."
and she is using the paper towels as a pillow... but you know what? i've done that too.. so u can really tell we are sisters.
So when you said you wanted to make a clay replica of my boobs and hang it above your bed you actually meant it?
Just doin' what I do best: sitting in a stall in the class building's bathroom, pondering life and exploring deep, dark corners of the internet before class.
...Saturday night. Get your dick ready. We are going to go nuts. I want to have sex fucking everywhere.
styled my pubes into a mustache as a surprise. Thought you should know
Look on the bright side: Now that I'm sleeping with both the exs it's good bye to drunk sexting the 'wrong one'.
He put on a roller derby documentary. It was either bore myself to death watching that or take off my dress. He was very appreciative.
Him showing up yesterday was like a giant ego stroke for my vagina.
Just escaped from the ER. Meet me at the bar in 20 minutes.
i dont believe you. i want proof. if you end up at a hospital send me a pic.
Is texting an old booty call with "can you still get your ankles behind your ears?" an appropriate way to reemerge into the singles scene???
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