you kept screaming that dicks were growing out of your back and then you started crying cause they were so far from your vag
could you get any more awkward?
the elusive kegmastree, who's mystery is only exceeded by it's power
I don't think he understands the importance of corndogs. Or condoms for that matter.
Go to petsmart and tell me if the dog trainer is the guy I slept with friday. Thanks.
we went 3 years between hookups and she got a lot better. Amanda's moving way up the booty call pecking order.
He tied me to the bed, fucked me and left me tied up until he proved to his room mates that he actually fucked me. But other than that, best sex ever!
I think I have to break up with him. I just cried, not moaned, screamed, etc, cried, with tears of sadness and disappointment when I came.
You can't say "my boobs are wonderful" and not expect my drunken subconscious to focus on wanting to see them. Btw-can I see them?
Also, if he asks how he's doing orally I can probably ask if we're exchanging Christmas presents?
Like do I send him a nude to ease his mind off his brother having a stroke? I'm not very good with words when it comes to consoling... I would be a terrible mother.
I'm so sad at the lack of dick in my life I am going to get sauced and make rice krispy treats
Remind me to tell you about how I hit a tree with my car last night.
I'll be glad to.
Lets just say the phase, What a dick, has a whole new meaning at the urinals.
Starting to realize that fucking everyone I come across isn't the most... "adult"... coping method.
There's something about a foam party that makes freshman want to turn their lives into full blown shit shows. And I'm ok with the fact I am one of those.
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