it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
There's an old bald Japanese dude on the metra next to me. He's drinking MGD on a crowded train, and rocking out way too hard to what may be the same Dallas Green song I'm listening to. Life is sweet.
it always starts out as a suggestion then three hours later I have cum in my eye.
I can trace it back to that drunken night where we peed on each other in the shower.
I repeat the shot was ON FIRE. I am never going to a pirate bar again.
Would you even take no as an answer? I have a feeling you see it more as a challenge.
I think that's the key to being an adult though... Get those rapid fire beer shits out I the way early, then you can go about your grown man business
She told me that for every Ravens touchdown, I'd get to come once.
Marry her. Marry her now. I'll help you steal the ring.
There no better feeling of self control than stopping yourself before telling your girlfriend she gives head just like her sister.
He came on my pillow pet. That's unacceptable. I hate boys.
With 4 extra seconds dedicated to the dong.
These kind of text worry me.
I didn't want sex last night, but she charmed my dick out of my pants like a snake charmer.
I blame everything on you. My broken heart, my fucked up liver and my twisted mind.
My history professo slid into my DMs. Granted I did give him “fuck me” eyes during a lecture a few times.
I talked to his mom for a good 10 minutes with coke all over my nose. Not the best first impression
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