woke up this morning with a pool of champagne in my purse. apparently i was saving it for later.
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
I'm a little nervous about this St. Patty's Day party. Seriously, we're still finding stuff from the Halloween party.
Left my card at the bar and had a drunk girl climb on the hood of my running car to scream at me.
What are you doing and how can I add sex in there
I woke up and he used my makeup to write "hope you don't get pregnant" on my mirror before he left
Awkward moment: seeing and saying hey to the MILF you're sleeping with while shopping with your mother and sister.
His dick is so big it could be an arm rest.
He hasn't touched a vagina in two and a half years. THIS IS WAY TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO BE UNDER
I saw a classic trojan enz laying on his desk. So he's probably not into the kinky shit.
I'm just more comfortable with the bondage
Well, at some point in her life every girl has to decide how much weird she's willing to tolerate for hot tall banker cock
At one point I yelled "THIS IS MY PENANCE FOR EVERYTHING I'VE DONE WRONG" and started saying Hail Marys
If drinking had a "new high score" I think I hit it this weekend.
You are cordially invited to the annual finals week stress relief drinking binge at our manor this evening
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