If you get a breast reduction, you have to let me see them before hand at least once. It's a rule.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Apparently someone switched my cash for monopoly money after midnight so I couldn't get any more drinks at the bar
to whom it may concern. if i am dead in colleens bed it is not her fault i slept in my scarf. my dads middle name is ronald.
History professor is at the bar. Hurry! There's only so many A's he could give before it starts to look bad.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
I vaguely remember stopping for a bag of bugles and some lube and then I woke up this morning with melted chocolate on my hands. I think I love him
We broke into her grandpa's pool at 2 am and I held my underwear out the window on the way home.
It was Thanksgiving sex. I was thankful for it. Need I say more?
So I have to masturbate in a hospital. I wonder what kind of porn they have.
I was just wicked nice to a telemarketer... that's how stoned this woman got me.
In her defense, she didn't know I had a twin brother. Plus, we're even: I banged her sister.
Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
I have an empty apartment, Chinese food, and fresh batteries in my vibrator. There's nothing on this earth that could lure me out tonight.
He ate me out in a golf cart while I watched the sunset. You are so right, golf skirts do provide amazing access.
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