Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
Her gag reflex was as absent as a father figure must have been in her childhood
hey dude i know youre in the next room but me and your sister need a condom, got any i could borrow?
he was fingering the outside of my pants..i knew that was my cue to leave
trying to line up a DD for St Pats Day. i guarantee i will put out. or puke and pass out. really its 50/50 at this point.
Think worst case scenario and then dress sluttier
It was a two-sided wall so part of my body ended up in someone elses condo.
Maybe shotgunning 4 days after oral surgery wasn't such a good idea after all...
Exactly. So you're exempt under the "I can't just fuck her to make it go away" clause of 2010.
You get drunk and try to bury your girlfriend in the sand JUST ONCE and all hell breaks loose
Apparently I told a girl last night, that's she's super beautiful and I don't want to fuck she just deserves being eaten out
When I meet her I'm going to have to resist the urge of saying "hey! We're Eskimo sisters!"
Let's just say when I woke up I was still drunk. My hangover hit me around noon so I chilled w my dad and took a bath and shower at the same time. You just can't do that at college
His dick has the same name as my pipe. I'm keeping him forever.
He doesn't understand the concept of a strip club. He keeps falling in love
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