idk why but i just wanna to have sex with the idea of him. i don't even wanna meet him.
After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
I'm drinking a margarita out of my 'best bj' trophy and it tastes like victory.
his semen tasted like maple syrup. no wonder fat girls always wanna fuck him.
His dick was poking my bladder. That big...
He had a beer bottle in each of his back pockets and was on rollerblades. All I remember is following him for about 10 minutes
The mass text at 3:12AM offering "free scrotum tastings" will have repercussions
Im in Ft Meyers right now looking right at an alligator. I have had a couple of beers and people are telling me not to feed him but Im gonna do it anyway.
And then he told me he was too tired for me to suck his dick. Physically and mentally too tired for me to suck his dick. What the fuck?
I just gargled with NyQuil
Dude why can't I remember anything after walking in from my first beer bong?
It was immediately followed by your second, third, fourth and fifth
I tried to cut you?! I'm sorry! PS where's my hair?
It was horribly awesome. Its like looking at the sun, you know its bad for you but I just couldn't stop looking.
Is it just me or is it like a girl gets married and all of a sudden she’s a “blogger”?
Depends how u look at it. Half-full, half-empty, or how should I shave my pubes
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