She said I could do whatever I wanted to her. I pumped for 20 seconds, apologized, rolled over and passed out. I sit directly across from her at work. Awkward?
I wish i could convert my hornyness to productiveness. I would have written a fucking book by now.
Someone sent me a drink from across the bar. It was water.
Was just grinding with my bio TA. She asked why i wasnt studying
5 Four Lokos being cheaper than a case should be illegal.
how bad would it be if i made his twitter my home page?
My TA just asked me why I was late to class. How do I say because I was having the best orgasm of my life in Arabic?
Do you think my job would send me for a second drug test if i took a whole pumpkin pie to work for lunch tomorrow?
I still cannot believe I yelled at every guy at the bar "you wanna get in this clam?!"
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
We passed out in his car so I had to find a way to inconspiciously make my walk of shame back inside to go get my shit. To make things more difficult I had no pants and the whole neighborhood was awake
In the world of sexual, erotic texting, you rank somewhere between "how much teeth do you want" and "how dry do you want it"
Had sex with the Irish bartender in Spain. So that happened.
Seriously can I go through one convo where masturbating doesn't come up
Sounds good. I'm hoping to have my life together by next week but you never know I guess.
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