Let's hustle tonight so we can relax tomorrow
Perfect. Like where your heads at
By relax I mean have sex
So he says "lean over this" which is a chain across the doorway, held into the wall with bolts. I do. Then he puts his weight on top of me to try and get it in.
It breaks. We fall.
I now have a broken nose, a concussion, and an infected, split lip. Why do I have the worst luck in guys?
He kept asking me to take off my bra and I sat up so he could. He fumbled with it for a few minutes and when I sighed and went to undo it he goes, "Yeah, you got this."
once the "do it" chant starts, any shot at an even remotely dignified party experience is dead.
Your ability to be a slut in your nightmare astounds me
she could've warned me his penis was curved
ya i dont think she expected you to get with her boyfriend.
I smell like gasoline and adventure.
Dude, you passed out sitting straight up AND in mid sentence last night
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
Milk that cash cow for all the shots she's worth
Sex with you deserves a trophy and a day of remembrance in honor of it.
I just paid my school fees like a real adult who doesn't get accidentally drunk on a Tuesday night
Why do my weekends always degenerate into using my little brothers childrens board games for drinking games?
He has a penis. Therefore, he counts.
he was really really nice, and I did coke off of his dong that night too
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