Not a fireman, but good enough for last night.
the last thing i remember is unlocking the door. its like i was literally opening the door to my blackout
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
She was that classic mixture between "Hell no" and "Why the fuck not."
The neighborhood kids rang the doorbell in the middle of my first bong rip to ask if they could use my trampoline for the thirtieth time today...I opened the door and pretended to puke up a shitload of smoke, I have never seen a more terrified group of children
This reunion sucks. All the confident hot girls from high school are still confident and hot, and none of the fat girls with low self esteem transformed into hot girls with low self esteem.
No, no. The rest of his everything inspires me to put his dick in my mouth
I am so juiced up on period drugs and coffee I feel like my skin is going to fall off.
does doing it on an automatic sink count as shower sex?
Admittedly shitfaced... I have two questions. 1)why is the fan in my bathroom on? (Sub-text: is there a ghost?). 2) is your underwear really argyle?
Brb crying the tears of my youth
My husband has seen you naked more times this week than me. I don't consider it a bad thing since you keep bringing the booze to our house. And because my tits are bigger.
Same encounter she body slammed me to the floor and than humped me
She'd probably like you more if you'd stop fucking her husband.
I’m ready to be reckless and make stupid decisions, and I need you to support me in that.
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