just sold my soul for a pack of cigaroos. little do they know they got the short end of the deal. suckers.
im over her. I got weed and youtube. everything i could ever ask for.
I just foul balled at work. I had taken off my coat too… had to go to the sink wash my hands then go back to the stall and pick up my coat. I hope the guy shitting in the stall next to me didn’t figure out what happened.
I just jerked off and used a stopwatch to track my results. Pretty depressing on multiple fronts.
I kept telling myself all night that it was completely okay for me to lose all sense of my morals because it was my birthday.
For some reason I knew you were going to smell like strippers and burritos when I hugged you.
I have no idea. But that is beside the point bc in vegas I'm a pro vball player from Ireland and a veterinarian on the weekends
If I was a guy I'd keep a condom in my pocket, in my wallet, in my backpack, in my car, in my shoe, behind my fucking ear
Now all I want to do is stay up, drink wine, and look at dragons.
No, and she still hasn't answered me...I get a whole series of text messages about Guatemalan anal bleaching but no fucking answer to my question.
Do you think you could cook pancakes while i blow you?
he said "GREAT SCOTT" as he was cumming.
He told me that after two hours of fucking he feels as though his dick wants to detach from his body and go to Mexico..
He came so fast i dont think he got it all the way in. He apologized and gave me his favorite baseball card.
He had a tattoo of the Batman logo around his asshole. I noped right the hell out of there.
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