i feel like the prize bull at the rodeo. everybody got a ride, no one lasted more than 8 seconds and i'm pretty sure i kicked one of them in the ball sack
it was really awkward, he kept trying to get on the bed with us and we kept having to kick him back on the floor.
It hit me after I slept with his best friends and brother, that maybe I took it a bit far
that blow job was not worth the clinginess that will follow
I'm crawling around naked in my room looking for my hairbrush. Just thought I'd put that image in your head.
You'd be proud of me. They tried to give me bread to sober up, but I told them no, im on a diet.
He kept making me pretend I was his personal trainer. When I swallowed his cum he made me pretend I was drinking a protein shake. Thats actually what it tasted like.
He needs to respect me before he can fuck me with cat ears on.
You really could become the cat lady we've always dreamed of.
I want to share a beverage of the alcoholic category with you, but I'm conflicted about getting out from under my covers.
I'm pretty sure I asked his brother if he was gay while drunkenly falling to the ground.
Also I know you probably did not understand anything I said on the phone last night but thank you for pretending.
What happened last night? I'm too scared to get out of bed and see the destruction.
First of all, check to see if that naked guy is still alive. He didn't look to be breathing when I left
Ugh hungover at a laundromat is a terrible feeling. For some reason I keep getting sucked into staring at the clothes spinning around and around and it makes me want to profusely projectile vomit everywhere
i think i'm just going to start having sex with his brother, he's much hotter and it would definately be less illegal.
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