What happened to the watermelon?
You fucked it.
I have realized now that neither the top nor bottom of a bunk bed is safe for sex....
Well, find something you can use as a snorkel and be aware of your surroundings.
I lost my grandmas ring. Probably during the handjob.
The strip club called, they have your shoe.
I pretty much envision me eating a turkey leg whilst fucking you. I have priorities.
I mass texted 4 of you for a booty call. Please reply all when responding so only one of you shows up. Last one is a rotten egg.
Yeah kinda weird. My grandparents are here for dinner and I'm chilling on the couch close to tripping out on pain killers. My pap asked me how works going and I prettymuch drooled on myself as an answer.
Yea, I had a chaperone thankfully. I'm in the fetal position attempting to eat captain crunch now.
I'm in the sex attic, crying, eating french toast and taco
Jesus Christ. If I were a normal sex-having person, I'd think I was knocked up. I'm cycling through emotions like I'm in a decathlon to crazy.
Since Josh is going to be Carl Sagan for Halloween, he bought a turtleneck and sportsman jacket. It's all my nerd fantasies come true.
He wore socks while I was giving him head. I couldn't even focus on his penis because of the socks.
He called yelling about whhhhhhiskey and enchiladas I heard sirens in the background last time I talked to him b
she used her teeth again, but this time it was out of love
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