I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Nicole wore just a belt and her pedometer and hopped on top of me last night. She "walked" 822 steps before we finished.
New charity walk idea!
Let's just rave with boners that last for hours
He came up behind me making dolphin noises in my ear when I noticed a collection of hors d'ouevres from the reception earlier in his jacket pocket
I will never doubt you again...he IS perfect for you
I hate having to put a bra on before I go home cuz I have to pretend I actually went to class today
Doing 9 month old dishes in my bath tub. These dishes literally had enough time to gestate a human child
Apparently I missed the "You may have to jack off a horse" part of the application.
I dunno, there's just something so\ncomforting about having his penis in my mouth.
She said she wanted you to slurp her vagina like a spaghetti noodle.
I basically have the attention span of a ferret on meth when it comes to men
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
Its official, kitchen-couch is my favorite.
You passed out again didn't you?
its likely that this occurred.
I consider walking to the bars and dancing my exercise and I buy doubles so my drinks r heavier so that's my arm workout
Sadly my Summer of Cocks is coming to an end
I cant wait to tell our kids we met because you subscribed to my onlyfans.
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