i just walked with a girl who was carrying a chair down the street. apparently she got mad at the bartender and took the bar stool when she left.
he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
I wonder if she has a lisp when she orgasms...
i don't think it's normal to still be missing spring break.
He crawled in my bed this morning, ate me out, and even brought me a panera deli sammie for lunch at school. I don't care what he lied about, all is forgiven him.
Your like the Mozart of blow jobs, you make every other girl seem like cheesy elevator music.
You distracted them by dancing on the stripper pole, I ripped the flag off the wall, stuffed it in my pants and we were out.
He sent me a picture of his dick with a cowboy hat on it.
I sexy timed too hard and there is an ass shaped piece of a ping pong table now missing bc of it. How am I allowed to leave the house without a helmet?
Alive.
So much puke
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
We did it in the bar bathroom and the bathroom attendant sold us a condom. I love Nashville
Does she know she is talking to people who slam shots of fireball and chase it with vodka?
That’s talent right there. Maverick and Goose type shit.
There's a point in life when you've got to take dick like a big girl.
Randomize
