we put on a show in the hot tub for our boyfriends, then climbed out and both got down on our hands and knees and puked at the same time--still naked.
i dont care if i had to wear a dress to fuck her, she was super hot and i stand by my decision
Clearly I understand physics better when I'm on cocaine
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
i said she could sleep in my bed and she goes "iiiiiiii warned you. iiiiim a cuddlerrrrrr!" slightly regretting this..
In college, I had one standard. Penis. A lot has changed since then. Now I really only have one standard. Breathing.
Pros and cons of selling your underwear to a guy on craigslist. Go.
Come down off the roof.
He told her Jesus wouldnt yell curse or degrade her. He'd just simply shake his head and slap the shit out of her
No fucking judgements. You know me. Chinese food vent sessions are safe places.
We have a vagina exchange agreement. Neither of us can hook up with any of our own law firm's summer associates. So we have a scout and referral program and invite each other to the other firm's summer events. Criss-cross!! Works every summer.
It's like you know you got fucjed up when you wake up and check fir your own pulse
YOU BROUGHT HANDCUFFS TO THE WHITE ELEPHANT EXCHANGE AND DIDN'T TELL ME???
You haven't lived until you have fucked while Fantasia is on
I feel worse lying to the guy I hooked up with than I actually do for cheating on my bf
Want to help me interview candidates to replace my Cub/Boy Toy when he leaves for grad school next month?
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