Yeah, it was perfect until the end. Apparently women are super attracted to me until the sleeping with part.
Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
I literally had to tap out of the blow job. It was like a pornographic wrestling match
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
Absolutely. Last time I signed up for a softball league I had sex with my high school economics teacher.
he was holding the bottle like a running back yelling for security and the national guard as he was being tackled
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
He asked me where I wanted it. I told him in the condom. He stops mid thrust and says "you're no fun" and then blew. Chivalry is semi dead.
He showed me one of his balls and said "this one's free. you'll have to work to see the other.."
I'm truly not mad that he's at a strip club, it's that he couldn't look far enough into the future to figure out how to get himself home from one
That moment when I wear the same thing I did to a motel nooner to my family's Christmas party... Ho Hoety Ho bitches
drunk and crying about Shakespeare- how's your night?
He's hot....knda sweaty, drunk smells like feet....but he's hung like a whale....so in other words totally your type
How'd things go with that guy last night?
He threw up in the consol in my car then started crying about his ex girlfriend.
QUICK FAX ME THE BALL
Not how faxing works at all btw
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