I'm either too drunk or not bisexual anymore
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
"Tuesday" and "open-bar" shouldn't be used in the same sentence.
the realtor just took us to a house I had a one night stand in. I feel like it's a sign.
the story is to long to tell you via txt so when you notice the tattoo on your ass call me.
He's hinting that I'm starting to be kicked out of their blunt rides, I can feel it.
Let's enter the circle of trust. Are we there yet? Ok. If I somehow hypothetically slept with Amandas ex husband...on a scale of one to ten...how bad is that?
hes out at the street wearing a tophat and a monocole and carrying a cane and greeting every car that drives by
he just went across the street and into someones house and we could hear him inviting them over from the front porch
I just had some kinky fun in the back seat of my car behind a Ralph's in south county. How's your thanksgiving eve?
I went to her house she had a kid pool in her living room watching the vacation channel drinking rum out of the bottle saying" life is what you make it. Mines a vacation!!!"
Never ever make a tattoo bet. I now have a shamrock on my dick.
Dude, they hit that lizard part of my brain that tells me to fuck people.
Preach sister.
Same encounter she body slammed me to the floor and than humped me
Im blaming it on six shots of Jack, loneliness and a chemical imbalance. That's the best I can think of...
If we're going to communicate going forward, you'll need to be versed in Gillian Anderson.
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