rough night. sneezed a watermelon seed this morning and apparently I drunk dialed my boss for a ride home. twice.
We did like every position then did it again this morning. Something about him being the little boy i used to make sand castles with just made it way hotter.
well done
He offered to take me out to a nice dinner but I told him I would rather he just pay for my beer this weekend
I told him I wanted to have sex to "halleluiah", he suggested the poke-rap.
First of all...stop making excuses. Second of all...Fuck the surgeon generals warning
Only if you bring Listerine. I can't come home to my husband from a bachelorette party with spermbreath again.
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
Aside from the fact that there's a penis in my mouth, that's a pretty good picture of me
I just broke a sweat shaving my own vagina. Something has got to change.
you literally stared at me for three minutes and then said "hey this tequila isn't gonna drink itself, boss"
he fucked me while wearing his "Reagan Bush '84" tank and my inner democrat has never been more disappointed
I'm extremely upset that I wasted my "having sex with a guy at work" card on him
Are you still in his room?
Nope, yogged home at 8 am with one shoe on.
he asked me why I let you steal the gnome, and you jumped out of the bathroom, yelled "you know why!" and ran outside with said gnome
I just gave a fucking twenty minute blowiob.. I'm a GOOD girlfriend.
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