i hate sounding clingy, but i just wanted to verify i wasn't an asshole in your mind
a lady just got escorted out of the bar because she came in carrying a can of gasoline while smoking a cigarette....this place is the definition of class
the trail of clothing leading from the bed to the door was in the exact order i needed to put them on. underwear near the bed shoes by the door.
I enjoyed our heart to heart in the trunk on the way to the stripclub
He just showed me how to break a chop stick with his ass.
Beer bonging to Ave Maria
I seriously have her in my phone as "Legit 8"...even I'm surprised
We don't have paper towels so I microwaved a spinach/egg sandwich thingy wrapped in toilet paper. Toilet paper. so that's how my day started.
He told me I smelled like fruit loops and then bit me on the tit
He better be a good lay, these underwear cost $50.
Do exhausted, barely concealed hand jobs count as joining the mile high club?
Just got the test results back; apparently I'm red-green colorblind. this explains the past 18 years of my life and i'm wondering why i didn't realize this sooner
Nice classy night out before we roll our faces off
her idea of a romantic time is a bottle of jager, some Guacamole and chips.
can't go wrong with guac.
Sextember may be over, but Cocktober is just beginning!!!
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