I walked out of the bathroom and both of you girls were giving the gay guy head. I was like, "laaaterrr."
he pointed at my clit and asked with a confused face, 'whats this thingy??"
she was so wasted that she tried to tuck me in and read the jokes on the taco bell sauce as a bed time story
I pulled out and her Nuva ring was around my dick... It was like I won a carnival game for adults... I asked her where my big stuffed bear was
gettin drunk isnt as much fun when i can use my own id for it
i literally paused in the middle of it, turned on my light, pointed to the picture netxt to my bed and go "you hooked up with my roommate too!!! AWWW!" he was so weirded out. i don't think he understands the relationship we have..we share..
I'd rather say I'm a whore then admit it's his child. Its that bad.
the threesome consisted of him fingering dana while i laid next to them watching how i met your mother.
We don't really communicate like that.
Communicate like what?
Communicate like people who want to see each other when their genitals are inside their pants.
She thinks I'm afraid I'm gonna get caught in one of my lies and some of the girls I'm fucking will find out about each other. But it would be a relief to offload a few from the old crop and work in a few newbies into the rotation. The organization could use some new blood.
It probably would have happened but I just can't picture myself losing my virginity while laying on top of his Quiksilver duvet set.
Smoked a blunt with my dad then introduced him to cinnabon delights. Today was a good day.
Drink. Fuck. Waffle House. Repeat.
There's literally not a single picture of him with a shirt on. I can't talk to him without dislocating my eye balls.
So this morning when I woke up. I found my refrigerator open and no more food. It was empty, I'm home alone for the week. Where in hell did that food go?
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