the day after is always just damage control
Just role played anchorman. And yes, I did take her to pleasure town.
All semester I have been trying to figure out if this kid in front of me is gay. His cell phone just went off with Britney's "Circus". Case closed.
the last time i saw him was an hour he was floating face down in a pool... but i'm sure he's fine.
I'm pretty sure there was a language barrier but he knew what "harder" meant.
His ankle bracelet went off in the middle of sex. That makes a girl reevaluate her life...
It's safe to say that bucket of tequila night can NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.
Put it this way, at one point I was getting stoned on the roof of the strip club with one of the strippers while another one gave me a free lap dance. That wasn't even the best part of the night.
Is this one of those "if you didnt give such good head we couldn't be friends" moments?
he just kept texting even after we lit his shoelaces on fire. he just calmly walked into the pool... still texting.
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
We should just do therapy together, clearly we have all the same issues. It's why we are friends.
On another note- any interest in going to a gay bar to hit on 19yr olds?
He says it takes a lot to subdue the urge to just bury his face in my vagina. Of course, I have absolutely no problem with this.
I want your attention. I want your attention in the form of your penis inside my vagina.
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