I just woke up in the back of his van. Bring me a sunkist.
i just googled 'classy porn'. high, low, i dunno i just got bored of cum shots.
all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
i'm out of college. that means no more sex on a twin bed. ever. i don't care how big his dick was. i'm classy like that.
He's bringing condoms over for me in case we "bone".... the fact he calls it boning is not a great start.
The vagina on Hilton Head is mighty fine this time of year.
Believe it or not I'm actually not the only person sitting in the back of the train covered in glitter and drinking whiskey out of an arizona iced tea can. Small world.
Also, just woke up in a Romney tank and sequin flag panties. Merica.
I needed to bring way more fireball to class to match this professors intensity
Well at least I will forever be known as the girl he ate out on the lifeguard stand while people walked by. On the first date.
was i wearing any clothes at that point?
socks and a thong
He eats ass but won’t hold open doors. My kinda guy.
Chivalry really is dead.
I just told my mormon professor that I was late because I was getting a STD test... good start to the day.
I can't believe I slept with a girl who has the words shucks in her vocabulary. I'm getting less picky by the day..
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