I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
she called me a fuckfaceshitdick. not that's creative. it sounds like a crayola crayon, preferrably an orange-brown shade.
They both invited me to family dinner Sunday. Secretly dating two sisters just got real.
I feel like I just walked the hall of shame thru the marriott. Everyone stared.
I think it was the shoes and limping. Not the sex. I could b wrong.
Doctorate. Vaginahole. Cinnamon. Rainbow. Fill in the blanks in the morning.
The chick I hooked up with last night is my girlfriend older sister. Who is in town visiting. Who I just met. Who I just had dinner With. Who is here along with their parents and the whole family. How did my luck get so bad?
Gosh I haven't been pantsless in front of anyone for a while. It's time for me to pick up my game. We need a party. I need some rum.
Wrestling for my wallet turned into us almost having sex in the middle of the hallway
We were talking when all of a sudden she reach and started squeezing my dick and goes "nice." and then just kept the conversation going like nothing happened.
"He was so not worth staining my backseat for."
I didn't think this needed to be said, but our sexts are an emoji free zone
I have the overwhelming need to take care of him. Both with my vagina and like emotionally.
No clue what you did last night, sorry. You did hand me a pizza and a mason jar with $1200 in small bills in it when I let you in though.
Why don’t they have healthy alcohol yet?
So, I can officially cross "getting eaten out in a church confession booth" off my bucket list.
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