hey, we don't wanna leave the house because we're watching fireworks on tv. this is america.
I seriously fake cumming more than i poop.
we do all of our sexting over chat on words with friends, so my boyfriend doesn't know about it when he looks at my texts.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
Random girl at this party just gave me a lap dance in a la-Z-boy. Night significantly improved.
He thought the strainer was a giant bowl to puke in.
Do you think if I puke at the gym they think is because I'm going hard walking on the treadmill?
Remember the girl passed out in front of my fireplace?
Before he comes over remember the house standards. Ask yourself "will he stalk my sister or myself in the future?". If the answer is yes, then no, he isn't allowed.
apparently they stopped looking at spit swabs under the microscope in bio ever since they found a sperm cell in one students sample
When you left the bar, you did two cartwheels and a heel click and RAN ALL THE WAY HOME.
I have never paid for drugs and I'm sure not going to start today especially on a holiday
He walked in on me banging his sister and said "you're both old enough to make you own decisions. Carry on"
its been well over a year and hes still saying sex with me was epic
She made me baby bird juul smoke to her while we were fucking
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