all we did was drink wine and talk about how people who dont have facebook dont exist.
all i seem to do anymore is lay around stoned, naked and eating mangoes
I definitely managed to work the word "aforementioned" into the conversation.. At least I'm an intelligent sexter.
relax...and go to your happy place, which probably has a lot of dicks
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
Although, to be fair, I am both willing and going to lick marshmallow fluff off of your dick.
I'm pretty sure whiskey overrules bulimia in the eyes of Texas boys
You just stood up, raised your glass and said, "I'd like to thank the academy" then fell through a glass table. THAT'S why we cut you off.
We put your drunk ass to bed. 10 minutes later we heard you scream "DICK-PUNCH!!!" It was immediately followed by a shriek of pain and crying. So to answer your question; no, that's not "sex soreness".
then she lifted her dress, tweaked her own nipples, and then ordered another round for everyone. this place is wild at 9pm.
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
Pretty sure when I woke up the next morning we were still fucking. It just didn't stop.
Sitting naked in my bed eating leftover Mexican food drinking coors light.. Can it get any more single than this?
are you still up? I want to use you for sexual things. you have 35 minutes to respond to this offer.
I'm too depressed to drink my wine. That is what I would call a serious problem
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