I'm not saying he was bad at sex, but I'm pretty sure I anti-climaxed.
no, he's only a walking dick if he mans up. right about now he's just a walking transgender.
Whatever, you were 10 deep and there was a hot tub. No judgment.
Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
I am standing at the lion i publicly humped last night. i am mortified.
i mad aa ber float. budweiser nd ice creem. it amzig.
No, i went to get it done but the guy couldnt find it. exhibit A of why i wanted a clit piercing in the first place.
So when I eventually, if ever, find someone I'd like to marry, do you think having people fly to africa for a lion king themed wedding is too much?
We have to have sex twice when i get back. I miss you sex, and thank god the nhl lockout is over sex. I will happily let you wear your sharks jersey during it and i will wear my ducks jersey, and it will be mad rivalry sex.
I mean honestly, I love naps like Anthony Weiner loves sending dick pics
I love how you sexted me before you told me happy birthday. Thank you.
Fucked him in a graveyard. Need plan b.
Hangover and judgement, the breakfast of champions.
If he ever pulls my hair again, I'm going to conveniently have lock jaw. Then he can decide whether pain during sex is still fucking appealing.
I mean, who hasn’t been fingered in there back of an Uber?
Randomize
