I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
so he woke up after being passed out and yelled that he had brought back moon rocks for everybody...
He wouldn't let me go down on him. He stopped me and told me he was a giver.
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
Idk man I'm just a giant talking marshmallow ready to be toasted and dipped in chocolate
I tried to interpretive dance to Candy Shop to stop the awkwardness.
iphones do not disturb setting is the biggest cock block to my 3am booty calls
We need a bunch of roses, some chocolate, 2 cops, a mariachi band, and a thermometer
I told him finishing at the same time would be a long-term project. Like flipping a house. A sexual house.
I wanted lighthearted conversation about ordering bulk condoms and anal lube but he's depressed and talking about god hating him, ugh
They got mad when I cut the pizza with an x-acto knife. Oh well, more for me then.
I'm just trying to find the strength to put my bra back on and come inside
with great strapon comes great responsibility.
I'm tempted to randomly yell out 'SO HOW IS YOUR UNDERAGE GIRLFRIEND' but that would be callous
That's the 2nd med student that has had his tongue in my butthole, what gives.
Randomize
