Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
I have no idea what her name is. I only remember putting my dick between her ass cheeks.
I think I have a pornographic memory.
Don't you mean photographic?
No.
i take joy in having bigger boobs than others
She is a fish and this place is a barrel. I can play this game.
It was either a cute kinda butch tomgirl or a really fem guy. Either way, I made out with it. Bisexuality, my best friend.
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
Do you remember unrolling paper towels as a blanket?
The woman at the bus stop told me i smell delicious and asked if i wear cotton then proceeded to tell me about her shellfish allergy
And then I passed out in my towel and was woken up by my roommate introducing me to her trick for the night.
Of course the bar would go completely silent right as I yell out "I don't have AIDS"
This essay is so getting done. I am spurred on by thoughts of test-driving your newly shaven face by sitting on it as soon as humanly possible.
And then we will celebrate by drinking and making fun of him. As per usual.
Don't forget the part about the bar bathroom stumbles.
Oh damn, you're right. I have to include that. You turned off all the lights with your head. That was impressive.
Sorry I pissed in your closet and lied to your parents that it was probably a flood. He got up to go to the bathroom, expecting sex when he got back, I panicked
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