Thats not how I planned it, its just the way she passed out
I don't even know why I got my vag waxed
Ugh, tell me about it. As each day passes and the hair grows more, I get a little more depressed.
she used her one phone call to ask me about my day
The stripper was waving you to the stage, not up on the stage. That's why you got choked out.
You were saying you didn't want to go home and insisted that I drop you guys off at your uncles. That's how you ended up sleeping on a porch with two dudes
A little sexual choking never killed anyone. And if it did, they died happy.
That's the last time I send a mass text invitation to smoke a blunt
do i respond to the booty call for the guy with the bigger dick or the one who has the gourmet coffee i like so much? at this point i'm leading toward the coffee
As the cops are taking us away I see the strippers taking our DD backstage.
He asked me to fly out to Seattle to participate in a week of marathon sex so I'm at the airport now. I'll call you when I get back.
so after 3 days of looking i found the keg...looks like somebody tried burying behind the garage
we bonded over knowing every word to freaky gurl by gucci mane so it’s kinda starting to make sense why I gave him head in his cul de sac
And by "sexually intimate," you mean fuck buddies?
The weekend was a blur. There was vodka and penises and orgasms. I played a game of Cock Roulette and won big
Heard about your divorce. Let me know if I can do anything for you or your penis ;-)
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