I went with the blow up doll and I'm glad I did.
you kept yelling at her to "show me your genitals" until the bouncers told us to leave...at which point you showed them YOUR genitals...
please don't ever take me to a strip club again...
do you think theyll let us bring mariachis to the strip club?
You know just sitting here carrying on a conversation with a 5 yr old about why there is puke at the landing of the staircase
I fingered her though her window because she couldn't leave
I didn't know whether to laugh at the fact that a dog bit his balls or throw up cause my dad was telling me a story involving his balls.
I wrapped my scarf around his head and then made him go down on me
And I also said, "probe me"
Hold on, I need to find something to wear that says "I don't contribute to your daughter's drug problem"
I told my grandmother all I want is a nice guy who likes to be tied up.
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
Mom is talking about dicks with her friends in the living room. I am 5 seconds away from scaling the bathroom window out of here.
I would have rather been getting my vagina slowly waxed all day then be here.
I feel like I shouldn't be encouraging my friends to hook up with their teachers.....but if it's for academic reasons....then I definitely encourage it.
The girls said some drunk guy in footie pajamas was asking for me when they opened the doors. I thought we agreed you were gonna stay home and microwave me some bacon.
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