it was really awkward, he kept trying to get on the bed with us and we kept having to kick him back on the floor.
I don't know what happened last night but I woke up this morning with "wolf pack" tattooed on my knuckles.
We did it and he fell asleep and I was bored so I decided to go back to the party...is that bad?
It's almost like sex with her has gotten boring... like it's still good, but the creativity is lacking... it's times like these that i wish she still wanted me to gag her
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
I had to drink a couple beers this morning so I could attend the keg race. Hangover had to dissipate or it wasn't happening.
She crossed her eyes and threw up into a glass while sitting at the bar. It was fifty shades of sketchy dude.
I hope you get some kind or rare disease that makes your dick ties itself in a knot for fucking her you lucky bastard.
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
You had sex with him AND his man bun. Like not just him but also the bun.
Hypothetically speaking, at what point does fire become too much fire?
How was your night?
I spent a lot of money and drank a lot of booze. Also was part of a successful search party
uh...sober saturday NEVER has a good ring to it.
I'm sorry but it's something you and your A cups wouldn't understand.
Who the abstract fuck do you think you are!?
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