I woke up this morning in a strange bed with a kid with an accent playing with my feet.
Do NOT cum in me, on me, or in my bed.
Got bored today and made list of places in apt I want to have sex. One includes opening and coming out the window.
If I die, please delete the word file entitled "Rainy Day"
It's like alcoholism for beginners at my kitchen table.
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
Although, to be fair, I am both willing and going to lick marshmallow fluff off of your dick.
it was like vegas minus all of the penis and death threats
We knew it was a good time to leave when you spilt the salsa on the ground and were trying to put it back in the jar with your hands
It wasn't so much skinny dipping. It more like skinny walking...through a fountain.
My addiction to golf is getting out of hand....I just caught myself swinging my dick like a putter while peeing.
He was my first. He knew. He knew right there I was wrapped around his penis.
I found more straws in my beard this morning. Please stop doing that.
I only know one person in my class and that's my dealer.
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
I just found glitter glue on my jesus bracelet...am I really that gay?
Randomize
