He asked me to sit on his face, but i didnt, for 2 reasons, one, i had just pooped like 20 mins before sex, and two, this could be my future husband. so i skipped on sitting.
i feel like someone uncorked me like a wine bottle and pulled a living animal outta my arse.
I just passed on expense account drinking, this must be the worst hangover ever.
I'm going to come in a little later this morning....there's no heterosexual way to say this....$1 flip flop sale at old navy
at least he left the skimmer on the side of the pool so i could fish out my thong in the morning
Why don't you throw your vagina at it and see what happens?
When he swipes my v card it will be comparable to my bat mitzvah. should I make sweatshirts or sweatpants?
i feel like spreading the word of drunken joy.
It's something I can't competently describe without making sex sounds.
He told me that when he bends me over that chair I remind him of a bull rider. So thanks for being the ex that helps my present sex life
I was amazing, unlike anything he's ever experienced. I somehow made him feel young and old.and he never felt old before. He feels I will literally kill him. With my magic, lethal vagina.
He just sent me a picture of multiple chickens eating in his kitchen... should I be worried
Few clarical questions about last night: 1. How did we get home? 2. Am I wearing your underwear? 3. Where is Andrea? 4. Guy with nose ring last night hot?
1. You tried hitch hiking "like a pro" and flashed cars while sticking out your thumb until I called Michael. 2. I don't know but probably. 3. Who is Andrea? 4. Hot.
honestly, you deserve someone taller anyways
we've dated a week and made out twice. he is taking it slow. but his body is stupid sexy. just want him to stop respecting me and fuck me like a gutter slut. respect me later im not getting younger.
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