I took off my clothes and she wanted to have sex. But then she changed her mind. So we ended up fucking through her panties or something. I don't know it was weird.
And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
Good to know: if a hot girls asks to go back to my place, she probably just needs to vomit all over my bathroom
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
I'm covered in pickle juice. Why do you people leave me alone?
I feel more comfortable going down on her then actually kissing her.
On the back of that comment, I've formed a theory that as a result of my brainwashing your drunk self actually believes that beards are your calling.
You're about to fuck a guy with a sweatshirt tied around his waist like a mensurating 13 year old. Get your priorities straight, you're graduating tomorrow.
I'm glad I booty called you last night. It was nice to see you and talk, in between all the sex...
You're the second person to offer to fuck me in the bathroom at work. Idk whether I should feel honored, or if cvs is just a turn on.
Vodka Vensday. With a Russian accent... It counts.
I don't care if his family has ties to the mafia, you go over there, ride his dick until it breaks off, put his dick back on, and keep on riding. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thanks for the support, sis.
In honor of Super Tuesday, we should have the sex tonight.
Despite breaking my phone, thumb, and my dignity, last night was pretty good.
Oral stamina is what keeps life exciting
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