no seriously he was fingering me like he was really really frantically looking for a song on his iPod.
it was like a zeppelin in a condom
Just violated the laws of fuck-buddyship and talked to him about my personal life. I don't like it.
I really can't get over how proud I am of all us getting laid at the same time in the same apartment
Typical Sunday afternoon purchase of condoms and a helium tank.
We are not on the "bring me breakfast" level. He's bringing me penis if I ask for breakfast too I'll just sound greedy
I have come to realize that my purpose in life is less musical and more as a filter of alcohol into water.
Safe to say I relapsed into my old chatroulette drunk flashing days.
Haha, oh man. I'm awake now. Slept in my headdress.
Remember how he wouldn't sleep with me "out of respect"? Well, Mr. Respect just fingered me in a parking garage.
some people popped out of a houseboat and asked us to their party. their houseboat IS A WEEDBOAT. it is full of weed they grow weed. EVERYWHERE.
listen. he fixes things. buys me drinks and sticks his penis in my vagina. age means nothing at this low point in my life.
he brings me coffee and gets a blow job. not sure if I trained him or he trained me or it's simply mutually beneficial beautiful.
You know you have a problem when your man yells at you that his penis is not your personal play toy.
If the multiverse is real, would you screw yourself? I'd screw myself.
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