Twist it, pull it, flick it... Bop it was like the first time I touched myself.
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 not called being bisexual its called making out with anyone that has a mouth
we did anal to Party In The USA and he busted to Firefies .. felt like we were fucking in a middle school dance
I don't even know why I got my vag waxed
Ugh, tell me about it. As each day passes and the hair grows more, I get a little more depressed.
In a min. With a stripper at the hospital. Business. Not pleasure.
I have to talk to myself and be all "you are NOT horny tonight"
I learned so much about myself in that shower.
A big thanks to that bride-to-be, Her fiance and his loaded friends will forever hold a place in my heart for the generous tequila body shots on the couch at Henry's.
Way to go. Now you have no beer and I have a cold tit.
I think God is sending me all these 20 year olds to make up for wasting my 20's in that crappy ass marriage. Thanks Big Guy!
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
Don't get into any trouble on your trip
The only foreseeable trouble would be pregnancy, but I gotta be sterile otherwise I'm beating some pretty fucking incredible odds
It's not christmas until we're acting sober in front of grandma
true. but still. you know how big of a sucker i am for a penis and a pretty face.
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