so i'm sitting in his room drinking tequila from the bottle and watching harry potter. he's jacking off to some porn a couple feet away from me. at one point i look over and see that he's watching me instead of the porn. please help me figure out how warped it is that i found that romantic
Trying to find something to do here is like trying to find a vegan resturant in alabama.
I don't have the money to get a cast so we made one from stuff at the craft store.
I made a google map for "places I got blow jobs"
I feel like I should come with a warning like "Orgasm free since 1983"
whoooo knowwsss what george of the jungle juice is but i feel like im in the promised land
its time for step 4 of getting over him: post his number on the transvestite page on craigs list asking for pics
Sounds good. Stay safe. I'm kind of drunk in a Food 4 Less right now and I'm having the time of my life.
I no longer see him as a simple set of male genitalia attached to a very sexy body. The title "trophy fuck" seems wrong. Damn.
I was trying to be quiet until started to feel like my cock was being dipped in a rainbow and then I stopped caring temporarily
I can't believe you didn't come out. There was a duckling ON THE BAR!
Made up a full house drinking game
On my way.
I do NOT want to date a man who has no interest in going to a kangaroo farm
Walking down the street, Bro bumping to 'still' by dre. Dropped his trash on the ground and aggressively sped up when his light turned green. If you still had love for the streets you wouldn't of fucking littered. Took everything for me not to yell at him. I know you would've.
I'm trying to be all porn star and he's making it all The Notebook
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