She was like a white Oprah, but with less conviction.
we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
I wish i could convert my hornyness to productiveness. I would have written a fucking book by now.
it was like my fingers were behind enemy lines
My foreign exchange student got here today. I turned on man vs. food and told her that "this is all you need to know about America."
i know and i thought i was only capable of loving dick and drugs, im so happy
but he gave me mouthwash after the bj. no ones ever done that for me before.
False alarm I know hes alive because when i tried shaking him awake he pissed his pants and rolled over..
I want a burrito.
Truly, you are the voice of a generation.
She gave us all a pep talk at the bus stop at 1 AM. It involved cupcakes and somehow ended with her making out with her best friend. God bless college.
Sounds like it could have been the night you pulled out your love stump at the strip club.
my parents have to start far too many of our conversations with the sentence "this is an observation, not a judgment" than I'm proud of
I'm not in it for just the sex. If I wanted mediocre dick once a week I would have stayed with one of my exes.
I kind of just assumed by how he whisked eggs that he would be bad in bed.
I've never been so turned off by an omelet.
Yes ma'am. I'm attracted to unconventional people, you know that.
True. I can't judge, half of my sexual partners I only know a false first name & a number. We all have our kinks.
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