i was so drunk i stopped mid-blowjob to make sure he i was with my boyfriend and not some random. twice.
Did I at antime last saturday slip away and sign up for a prayer circle?
me neither. i remember bell pepper tequila but not why or yelling
Hahaha, I forgot about doing shots out of the bell pepper
before we even ate breakfast we'd found an eighth of weed in some old purse she never uses. it was gone by lunch
you called your neighbor "slutsauce" then passed out on the stairway. not even sure why, but props to you.
You guys bombarded us in the bathroom and that kid whipped his dick out and peed in the sink.
If I don't have the money by then, I'll pay you in sex.
It's going to be 23.5 times of sex and 19 blow jobs. I just googled it.
He came over to use the microwave, said he needed to heat up some urine.
The amount of precision it takes to urinate into a 2 liter bottle while hammered is undeniably difficult.
Do you understand how hard it is to go down on a guy underwater? Didn't think so....
it's the amount of time you spend on preventing me from puking that really cements this friendship
The uber man and I sat in silence. With my underwear in my purse and my dress shoved in the pocket of the hoodie the guy gave me.
I swear if you laugh while im moaning i will immediately stop and go home.
I didn't really understand how big 10 inches is. Now I know.
Naw dude theres seriously a lobster in my sock drawer. Why?
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