I go to guys houses late at night, have a little fun, come back by dawn having made their life a little bit better. I am the official blow job fairy.
It was odd. His friends dick tasted the same as his. Friends are beginning to have to much in common
OH MY GOD. JESUS STRIPPER. THERE IS A JESUS STRIPPER HERE. A STRIPPER DRESSED AS JESUS.
You better not fucking die before we have sex while you blow fire. I'm serious. Don't mess up my sexual bucket list.
I had to stop mid sex to take my turn on words with friends so he wouldn't get suspicious. Hookup of the night helped me. We won.
Blood and glitter go together right?
She screams like she's just fallen out of a helicopter when she cums.
we had break-up sex in a port-a-potty. how do you think it went?!
I didn't have the heart to tell him that the reason my vagina was so "prelubricated" was because I had just had another gentleman caller an hour earlier. So, when he commented about how turned on I appeared, I just went with it.
He ordered three small pizzas while I was giving him head.
Is this a drinking picnic?
Is there another kind?
I'm gonna guess ur still high cus last night at like 3am my pillows were morphing into cats and I kept trying to pet them
Everyone thinks I'm sleeping but I'm actually just melting.
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
I felt the need to set off fireworks in the living room while they were having sex upstairs. Yes, they quieted down.
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