Took his v-card last night. Yet another experience I didn't expect to have in my thirties.
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.
it makes more sense than having a misplaced asshole
im not talking about this
Internet sex stories have completely ruined the word sopping for me.
Yea, i was tied up and blindfolded. And someone was throwing chicken nuggets at my face.
He's coming back with me for the week. It took me saying "I don't wanna drive myself home... I'm better as a passenger giving road head" for him to jump at it. Rack another one up for my magical openings.
I had to help you off the toilet floor because you couldn't get up, then you threw your drink on the floor and just said "oh dear" really calmly.
all i remember is walking in on u shitting and crying listening to shawty get loose. its safe to say this break up has taken a toll on u
you told me your favorite colors were "pink" "no pants" and "Mexican food"
Mike passed out early so we kept filling his mouth with redi-whip and letting the dog lick it out, but he started getting hives so we stopped.
I found them in the bathroom trying to wrap an American flag around Steve's dick. I didn't bother to ask questions.
She's lucky her pussy is worth listening to her ramble about bedroom furniture for 30 minutes
My friend asked me if I got home okay and I replied "Glad teat. Goodnight." Usually I can translate drunk me, but I'm even lost on that one.
Come share oat with me in your robe
We're pretty sure we got naked at Pride, so running the two blocks to your place in my underwear is a step up the dignity ladder really.
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