it's my fault, I passed out instead of getting up to pee.
anal on a first date. tsk tsk.
well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
I may only be a second year med student but I feel very confident in calling that a micropenis.
He just came into the room wearing nothing but a Speed Racer helmet. I think he just invented a fetish.
If the boyfriend of the drunk girl you just met asks her if she made a "special friend" you're going to have a threesome. For future reference.
His new job just became new places to have sex at.
I am listening to lecture and I can hear us in the background talking about anal beads.
Come on. I'll make you hot pockets. Literally and sexually.
He called me on my way to the bathroom and told me he wanted to hear me pee my beers out... That. Drunk.
Well. Turns up no one actually knows who that kid was. Came in, said happy fathers day, chilled for a while, then left.
Blacked out last night, but left myself a note that said "oops on oops on oops" that can never be a positive
I've realized that I'm going to have to wake and bake every morning to make it through the summer without killing someone. This is ridiculous.
I'm a girl who met my last three bfs in gay clubs. Think I'm doing something wrong?
In my life time, I want nothing more than to get a blow job while watching Space Jam.
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