i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
We hung out in the bathroom the whole time and talked about sex and watched some girl pee. If you don't believe I was there, check the bathtub for bread crust.
I feel wrong giving my mom a cash gift full of dirty stripper money.
I have to take his virginity. It's what God put me on earth for. It's my life mission.
I think I've officially made out with the entire starbucks staff.
you proceeded to scream out that it's your birthday to everyone who walked by before you collapsed in the middle of the street. happy 21st birthday to you.
Drunk me thought he was hot enough to overlook the fact that he had poison ivy and still have sex with him. Sober me wants to know if you have any calamine lotion.
Found her with a stray dog now called champagne, crying about how she feels a mom now. Had to take her home. The dog too.
So I'm thinking next semester you should be my own personal maid, nurse, masseuse and chef in exchange for free lodging, any food you can find, and unlimited access to my reproductive organs.
Topenga is going to be back on TV. Finally my fantasy of her being a milf in junior high has come full circle.
What's sexier than showing up smelling like fast food cigarettes with a jar of moonshine in your hand
just because you have a nice tits it doesn't make you a magic little snowflake.
there is something very satisfying about getting tacos after hours of sex.
I literally just want someone to fuck me and buy me cheeseburgers. I don't even want a relationship at this point. Just a chew toy and some food.
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