It's not just about fucking anymore... We decided we're actually in like now..
I just texted him to come over because I want to see if his hand fits the handprint bruise on my ass.....I feel like the cinderella of S&M
heading to class now, facing the weekend consquences
considering I showed up there after a xanax, 2 bottles of champagne and some coke, no shirt and someone else s husband... I'm sure you can figure that one out.
I basically have a picture with a half naked foreign exchange student. He kept screaming rolltide and i felt like a traitor
I can smell the sangria seeping out of my pores
Possibly having a threesome with my ex boyfriend and his current girlfriend was great closure on that subject
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
I'm pretty sure his cum gave me swimmer's ear.
She rode my dick so hard I momentarily lost hearing. I guarantee I had the better St Patrick's.
OMG he dropped his pants for me. Granted it was to show me where he got stabbed but still...
I'm running late...how do you explain period shits to your boss?
I think I left my thong in your bed. Careful. It has the power to destroy the agitator on a washing machine
My penis definitely considers my Captain Cock costume a success
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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