fine then we can just have courtesy sex i definetly won't like it
it's one of those mornings where you are proud of yourself just for waking up.
We started making out, then he decided to get naked, put on a condom, and proceed to dry hump my leg, sweat pants and all, until he blew his load. I thought this was college. I immediatly left claiming I can't sleep in other people's rooms. He didn't even bother taking off my hoodie.
it's my sixth sense. If there's an orgy within 20 miles of me i'll know about if. Or be a part of it.
Now he's galloping around the bar. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I'm currently making some changes in my life. If you don't hear from me anymore, then you're probably one of them. Or I'm dead.
She's the one that asked you what my favorite color was & handed you a piece of bacon
And our DD is passed out in the bathtub with the curtain closed. What happened tonight
i feel like there is just so much pressure to sex him up, its like the weight of the world is on my vagina.
The bag I'm bringing home for the weekend: a change of clothes, workout shoes, and sex toys, that's it.
Tequila, beer, rum, gin, and vodka all mixed in my body last night. The whole "never turn down free booze" is catching up to me. Hungover = understatement of the year.
I feel like a pizza delivery girl of vagina tho
I want the address of the individual responsible for strawbeeritas. I want to send them gift basket.
did you just correct my grammar and then send me a photo of your dick?
I'm bathroom at buffalo wild wings
I think incapable of making pants work send help
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