farters have to be the big spoon...
We discussed our relationship status. We're dating exclusively. And the conversation was followed by him saying "C'mon baby, let's make you orgasm!" .....I'm gonna marry him.
Just so you know, you're MY booty call. Feel degraded.
It was a legit night tell he threw a snowball in the bar, thats when I knew it was time to go to the next bar.
Well I almost walked away with an Irish guy's boarding pass and some south guy's dignity
I'm in that weird half-dead, half fucked-simultaneously-in-every-orifice-by-a-bus-and-it-wasn't-a-good-time state.
If we accept the love we think we deserve do we also accept the sex we think we deserve?
My goal is to not catch on fire... But if i have to dance im going to dance regardless of the danger
I mean he gave me an 'I owe you an orgasm' fist bump
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
EITHER I'M HIGH OR JUST REACHED A NEW LEVEL OF SINGLE FEMALE SADNESS BECAUSE THIS BROWNIE IS GIVING ME ORGASMS
If everything else in my life fails, at least I just had one of my top orgasms
Um, It's tempting but I'm not into coke or farmers.
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
Well, if I’m not getting dick or sleep then I’m not interested.
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