We did like every position then did it again this morning. Something about him being the little boy i used to make sand castles with just made it way hotter.
well done
Getting up at 8 this morning to drink could be the best and the worst idea we've ever had
i swear to god. if they dont have practically DTF written on their foreheads, or a glowstick in their hands, strictly no entry.
I don't even know. I woke up in the bathtub with no shirt, covered in towels holding what appeared to be vanillia pudding mixed with captain morgan.
Chapter 6 - how to lose your underwear in chicago
I refrained from asking a guy what he spilled on his dick because it smelled good. Morals.
It's called being normal.
Let me begin to explain the rest of last night by beginning with saying that out if necessity I took a pair of your underwear
Well she started to strip and when she slung her hair at me, she painted my face with sweat. A LOT OF SWEAT. It was a weird boner.
The security deposit's gone, let's trash this motherfucker
You know what would make the espn body photos even better? If anyone knew who any of those fucking athletes were. That, and maybe not feature Gary Player.
He tried to do the do on me last night and my exact words were "stay away from my princess parts. they're renovating."
Ok well i was gonna say you can only borrow my fog machine if you will use it to emerge from your room in a cloud of smoke after having sex with sarah, so yeah we're good
Would I be crazy if I drove 1,000 miles for some dick? What mile does it become ridiculous?
I can't masturbate without laughing really hard at some point and it's entirely your fault.
DO NOT FUCK YOUR ENGAGED GAY NEIGHBOR!
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