If only Ben were 51% gay instead of 49%
I don't care if he acts like a don't exist 6 days a week. On the 7th day he makes makes my vagina cry. In a good way. Jesus understands.
I couldn't accept the bj. My penis has done nothing wrong and didn't deserve the punishment of her face.
We decided to go to McDs, but we only had a few minutes to make it to breakfast. We were sprinting full speed ahead when she tripped and you just yelled 'LEAVE HER' and kept your course.
and my souvenir for the night was a nice ambulance blanket
I've come to the conclusion while folding laundry and watching porn that I may be dead inside.
he told me while inside me and mid thrust that he's dreamed of that moment since high school... awkward
I feel like I was dropped out of a helicopter. Through the propeller.
My hands are stained pink. I look like I fisted a muppet.
I woke to him laying in the floor puking in a shoe. So I guess we had a good night.
For future reference, don't put tape on your nipples. Ouch.
What am I supposed to say? "Hey remember last spring when I did an ergonomic assessment on your office, well here's an ergo for your dick."
It was great. Somehow, sleeping with her sister cured everything!
He was really cute! And I know but it's just like getting my fix ya know? He's basically a human vibrator.
You can cuddle me. Word on the street is my ass is ridiculous.
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