We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
That bar we were at last night smelled like cougars. Virginia Slims, Aqua Net and Summer's Eve.
I'm considering failing out of my last semester of college just so I can keep fucking him.
I totally just found ecstasy floating around in the bottom of my purse, it's almost like good karma from the time I lost that blow...but not quite
I AM TEN TEQUIA SHOOTS ON AND I JUST SAW SOMEONE DO A BODY SHOT OFFF OF JESUS
THIS FEELS SO WROG AND OH SO RIGHT
Ugh..Yesterday was a complete alcohol fueled shit show. Not making eye contact with anyone today. Don't deserve it. Eye contact is for decent people.
The milf did the body paint, come to the bar
If tits could talk, mine would be bragging
In my drunk state I was like I ONLY HAD SEX WITH SOMEONE ELSE BECAUSE HE WAS THE HOTTEST GUY IVE EVER EVEN SEEN
Happy "I'm glad our dad made us sisters and then summarily downgraded himself to sperm donor" day.
I spent two entire hours explaining to a guy why I wouldn't make out with him. How was your night?
He flipped me around so that we could have sex and both watch Die Hard... I think I found my sole mate. Merry Christmas to me!!🎄
If you can give me an orgasm, you'll get a trophy.
Although the guy I'm messing around with just offered to let me be his rich brother's sugar baby
Currently standing at the bus stop in just a pillowcase and its fucking snowing
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