you ended the night by relentlessly sucking on my hips bone and hand demanding milk. you said it was because you were a tiger
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
I froze in his sixty one degree room but i came so hard. Like fucking the eskimo god.
He kept trying to order 'sex on the tennis courts' for a drink last night
I slept with a married guy last night and then broke my toe on the doorframe on the way out. I've never seen karma work so fast.
Drunk me was responsible for doing it, but sober me was definitely cheering him on
We ate our feelings. Then drank our feelings. I feel feminism delivered.
Braid them armpits, sister.
One minute you were celebrating, the next you were bleeding all over your Nikes.
Well I mean enduring a 45 minute conversation about C-sections was worth the 9 jello shots those soccer moms gave me.
In your alcohol circus, can my act be juggling men? Let's be real, I can juggle multiple dick buddies better than a professional
at one point while they were drilling into my jaw I just remember thinking "will I ever be able to suck dick again"
Is it okay that we fucked on my car hood, in his driveway, at 4 am with cars passing by ?
You're lucky I'm holding your vagina in my best interests
I went to a swingers party and came home with a boyfriend. I love my life.
Just got an exam care package consisting of only adderall wrapped in money. Score one for mom.
Randomize
