i just had sex. the condom broke. we're sleeping in to separate beds. And im in albany
we had a 10 minute conversation with his family about how I don't let him eat me out. I want to go home
We don't need a hotel, we'll just sleep in the post office.
I woke up naked, with the lights on, using my backpack as a pillow and a pillow as a blanket.
If it carries over into the weekend I would be glad to nurse your vagina back to health.
Give us adventure or give us cock. Or cocktails.
His penis contains the glue that keeps this relationship together.
We have a vagina exchange agreement. Neither of us can hook up with any of our own law firm's summer associates. So we have a scout and referral program and invite each other to the other firm's summer events. Criss-cross!! Works every summer.
I take pride in being a married 31 year old who sleeps on her best friend's bathroom floor from time to time.
yea sometimes its awkward. but when you're a straight bartender at a gay bar and everyone knows it, they all think that they can make me turn gay. its like oh yea dude that extra $20 tip makes me want to suck some dick now
I think the cashier could tell I was sad. All I bought was penis shaped food and chocolate
Eating an avocado like an apple while doing shots of fireball and watching finding nemo. I need to get my shit together.
I got so drunk that I peed my bed...and all over him. The ironic thing is that he slept in his swimming trunks.
So the makeout sesh? Not so great. His stubble rubbed my face raw, he tried to push me towards auto-erotic asphyxiation, and he licked my forehead. Twice.
My nipples are raw, I've yet to go to bed, I feel like death, and I'm at work. Thank you jack, crown, and Lafayette!
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