You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
and my herpes radar will keep us safe
words cant express how excited I am to make January 1st our own personal version of The Hangover
I fukin lobve the states. Girls here let me fuck them because they like my accent. I may not go back
i just wanna lock my vagina in a safe filled with bandaids and healthy things
Like if god were to send me a cock shot, that's what it would look like.
Jeff just maced a waitress...it's way too early for this.
I woke up locked in the bar...this has redefined partying.
I think i just fucked the same guy a second time without realizing it....does that make me a good whore or a bad whore???
Do u remember giving me permission to fuck ur dad and then getting super pissed at me when i said ew?
Talking to him sober hurts my brain
I'm getting married
To pizza
The impromptu 'dance party' was just three white dudes flailing arrhythmically in the kitchen in absolute silence. Stone cold sober.
Can I come over?
Sorry I gave up dick for lent. Hit me up on Good Friday tho
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