i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
I gave the naked guy in the hotel hall a pop tart. He stopped crying.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
he said verbatim, he wants to "bang you hard".
Topenga is going to be back on TV. Finally my fantasy of her being a milf in junior high has come full circle.
At this point i guess a traditional, non-life-threatening pity fuck is too much to ask for
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
We did it to 80's cardio music. Talk about a workout.
I would date him. For 1 month. Just so I could say I was a trap queen for 1 month.
I woke up to both of you drawing on me in sharpie, unless a glorious threesome was had the night before that is not okay.
Who says it wasn't?
And then he served me a piece of a brownie on his dick. It tasted amazing. Such a good night!
She called me at 2am crying because her late night booty call moved out of state
I'll get the most aesthetic strap on, you'll see
I just landed at Logan and some guy threw up in the baggage carousel. Boston never really changes
We were playing fuck marry kill and he was eavesdropping so I said I would fuck him
It was like catching dick in a barrel
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