I was hooking up with him in my car, he wouldn't stop with my nipples, I had to literally beat him off of me. He kept groaning too while he was doing it. Sick.
Mommy issues
I got so high that I decided to drive with my knees on the way home. Where am I going in life?
Nowhere
And that's when I found out that Patrick wasn't in fact down with O.P.P.
We hadn't had sex in so long that I started queefing and then I couldn't stop giggling... I think he's mad.
She started crying. I don't think she's gotten head from a sax player before.
So... Sorry I threw that watermelon at you the other day. I didn't think it would break any bones.
i ended up playing naked naked monopoly and hangman with my dealer. i really love my life.
I give you full permission to seriously injure me the next time I think it's a good idea to face a bottle of vodka
In your drunken glory you promised me, tongue, 12 naked pics, and 1,800 breakfasts.
At least one of us had a weekend full of money and dick
I'll be home next weekend. Its mothers day. Let's party just enough so we are frightened it might be our first
Best case scenario: sex with hot bartender \nWorst case scenario: no sex and punched by tattooed guy that may or may not be said bartenders boyfriend.
You can't just take out your bong for hits in public places... That's what pipes are for. You've got to be stealthier.
No, it's okay because this is the city of trees.
YOU'VE ALREADY BEEN BUSTED MORE THAN ONCE. THAT'S NOT A VALID EXCUSE FOR BONG HITS IN COFFEE GARDEN
I looked like a tiger in heat. He didn't know if I wanted to fuck him or eat him.
He's gonna turn my vagina into the Sahara desert
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