I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
the last thing i remember is you screaming lets hunt humans.
Shit. Come in my room. Bring a trashcan and an icepack
Which is scary since we both think with our vaginas
Is it possible to get a DUI in a wheelchair that's not yours?
That's all? I'm a pro at gay chicken. I'll touch his dick, I have no problem with that.
There is someone hissing in the hallway. Not even a typo. Not pissing. Hissing. Like a large cat. Or a komodo dragon.
There are more dirty dishes in my bed then in the kitchen. Have I lost at life?
You then played what you called "a smooth jazz rendition of talk dirty to me" all thrusting your crotch at the bartender. Mom looked horrified, but my dad couldn't stop laughing
He was playing minecraft so I took a shower with my vibrator
He bought me shrimp and alcohol and referred to himself as daddy. I am in love.
You pee in parking lots....i drive home naked.....thats the american dream i was promised
I got a pots and pans set and a vibrator. Merry Crisis.
How do I sound like a lady while communicating the fact that I want his dick in my mouth?
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