we're blogging at a bar
The walk of shame has never felt more glorious... I think it's the somberero
So i wrote 'don't sex me' on my stomach, so that if we got to a point where my shirt is off - he would know how i really feel, not just the alcohol talking
how did that work out?
Well, all the water washed it off, so we ended up fucking since i didn't have my reminder...
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
Your scrotum should have touched every square inch of that place by now. Start with the water fountain.
Your cum is still running out of me. I pity the next person that tries these jeans on....
I'm a little upset you wasted 3 beers on your wet tee shirt contest.
Well, my nose won't stop bleeding from really bad cocaine and my purse is full of plastic gold coins. Also, someone saved in my phone as "tyrannosaurus sex" won't quit texting me. Savannah won. Let's put it that way.
I'm calling it the Friendlationship with Benefits Zone.
My new year's resolution was to squirt this year. I only have four months left. Help.
I think your high point was when the quesadilla was in your mouth and you were screaming "I can't chew!" and the Taco Bell guy just kinda stared at you like he wanted to strangle.
I was eating leftover taco bell in bed at 3 in the afternoon. I can't throw any stones
I met a guy last night who bought me a book on Amazon at the bar and then we had sex. Boners for books is a thing. Boom.
I wasn't talking about him I meant his penis! Its not a pet
Oh. Well it should be. I like petting it.
You can have my vag. Its useless without you.
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