so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
walk of shame with early morning football tailgaters. niice.
Apparently mid blow job I started crying telling her how "Wonderful this blow job is"
He left with a pair of dress shoes, some goggles, and a shot glass. I think we should follow him.
i got her number while she was sitting next to her boyfriend. her actual number. i might be a superhero
I was told my cock was a religious experience.
Who knows? Maybe we can sing afternoon delight into each other's genitals.
Well. No wine. And no real mixers. I'm using vodka and grape juice and calling it Slurrrlot. Happy Holidays bitch.
His hair looked like he was in a bukaki and then got a perm right after
Woke up in your shoes. Please tell me you woke up in mine
Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today?
Need to find a Santa hat to fit my penis, he deserves to be festive too.
He's hot....knda sweaty, drunk smells like feet....but he's hung like a whale....so in other words totally your type
its hard to say precisely how it happened, but the next thing i knew i was on top of a mountain
Remember when you brought a guy home from the bar... to our parents house.... on thanksgiving eve?
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