just watched a girl laugh at her own fingers... it's not even noon...
I wish my dick could take responsibilities for his own actions
I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
the orgasm was like being thrown to the other end of reality, so getting a nosebleed from it wasnt too upsetting at that point
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
Remember middle school health class where we used to say that when we lost our vcards we would be on the pill, using a condom, and have had our partners tested first? We were so optimistic.
She is sending me pics of her sex faces...which totally counts as sexting in my book
He put his hand in my cleavage. NOT ON. IN. BETWEEN. NO more gingers
Jake and I will do a protection ritual for ur dick I don't know where she has been
I can't thank you enough for the well-timed blowjob. What a huge improvement in my outlook on the day.
Woke up on the couch with one cowboy boot on and a hat over my crotch. God bless texas.
My phone just put together a highlight reel of yesterday's dick pic session, set to music and everything
I just found three upside down bottles of grapejuice in a triangle around the air freshener above my toilet... I guess it was one of those nights
Hammered...8am...why is there chickens in the living room?
Grabbed the cop's ass and he still arrested Heather instead. Victory is mine!!
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