smoking a cig and getting head on the last night of my cruise. and she doesn't mind that i'm texting you right now. this is now on my list of top 10 nights of my life.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
seriously considering responding to a craigslist ad for a lesbian cunninlingus instructor...at this point i'm so desperate for a job that i'm willing to switch teams.
You need to let me be on top sometimes. I gotta get rid of these love handles
as soon as I stop standing here with one leg up on my bathroom counter admiring my balls, I'm going to go tan. and then you may come over.
Ya well here is the deal with last night, it was the Biggest shit show we have ever co-stared in.
Please stop hiding condoms in my house. If I want to have sex with you, I will let you know. FYI, my mom found the ones hidden behind the milk. She was not happy.
This is why I can't have Wednesdays.... Or adult decisions.
I heard that clinking noise from behind me and I already knew you were whipping out a Smirnoff in class. Again.
Basically I don't wanna put on pants...but I'm stoked for drinking my face off tomorrow.
Do you rver get that feeling like their are poprocks filling ur boday?
Rarely does a man I fucked with upgrade from me
Well when we Get drunk it gets rowdy. We could always attempt self-control. But historically and statistically speaking, we fail at that.
Me and dad were just reflecting on that time he found a gas mask bong in the backyard.
Heard about your divorce. Let me know if I can do anything for you or your penis ;-)
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