Get out of your relationship and into my pants.
it'll be like the batcave but for manwhores
When she was giving me head last night it felt like there was a NASCAR pit crew working on my dick.
So I commented on one of his pictures "who do I have to give a full effort blow job to, to get the Ides of March movie poster behind you" he responded with a number that wasn't his. I still texted it. I love that movie.
We had to leave. Dave knocked a dude out for saying yolo.
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.
I love how you sexted me before you told me happy birthday. Thank you.
His dad gives me dirty looks whenever I come over though. I think it's because I eat his food and have sex with his son.
I hooked up with a guy that had a beard last night felt like I was building a fucken log cabin
I apparently got up in the middle of the night after fucking him and started looking for you under piles of his clothing
Someone called asking about the gate code and I said "hashtag" for # instead of "pound." Ugh. I feel so dirty.
He took a shot of vodka and AND ATE ME OUT AS A CHASER. YESSS. I AM IN LOVE.
I love it when strippers help me get other strippers numbers.
She looks like a character that batman would try to kill, or something.
No bra. No panties. Makeup from last night. At work right now. I am trash.
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