Whatever, you were 10 deep and there was a hot tub. No judgment.
This house was built for laser tag.
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
is it cool if i crash at ur house this weekend again bro
yea dude but i wld bring a sleeping bag or something just in case. or u may just have to shack up with a woman or 2 cuz we hav 10 girls visiting/staying over at my house.
how did u manage to make sleeping with a bunch of girls sound like an inconvenience?
Quick question. What's the protocol on going back to a bar after going home with one of their bartenders?
Go back and try to find another to go home with.
We crashed a rave, threw glitter all over Gay Dan and the bartender, broke a chandelier and called ourselves the Kings of Neon.
It's all fun and games until some random starts jerking it on the deck.
We may have picked the wrong resort. Brenna and I have already been propositioned for swinging twice and we've only been here 3 hours
I fucking hate tequila. Tequila makes me hate pants.
I feel like I missed the land of milk and honey and instead wound up in the land of beer and pizza. And yet, I think I'm happier here.
They have beer where we have blood.
I can feel your judgement through the phone
He told me he was my brother roommate in college after we fucked, but already knew that so I had pretend I didn't know that.. like how I pretended I finished. 2/10
I just wanna be naked and go frolic in the snow
Either it didn’t do much damage or I’ve lost all feeling in my asshole
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