had to check his id this morning to remember his name.... i was wayy off
After he told me that it's up to him to carry on his family name, I almost felt bad for not letting him cum inside me.
In the middle of switching positions, we shared a line of coke. It's was like a modern-day 'Lady and the Tramp.'
He just yelled in the bar, "So I stuck it in two girls butts, why are you bringing that up now?"
The meeting is at the same hotel we go to for sex. Avoiding eye contact with all the staff there.
fun fact of the day: the man setting up my checking account at my bank has thrown up on my front lawn.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
I want to get my vag crammed with complete loss of every bit of dignity I have left by this man from every angle on every flat surface that exists. That is all.
You're gonna judge me.
Howd you sleep with him already
He always takes me to get taco bell after we hook up in his car. It's sort of become a booty call tradition.
I bought something for you today. You'll love it.
What is it? Drugs?
We got way too high so we're sitting in the parking lot of the movies trying to figure out what bar to go to
Yea... The gym isn't gunna happen today... When I was drunk last night I tried to prove I could front flip off the wheel cover of a semi... I fucked up my shoulder pretty bad... It was more of a roll
Xanax and full house Tuesday is now Percocet Sunday
I would rather suck a dick or two than go there
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