To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
so he just left - touched my cheek like he was gona kiss me and then gave me a fist bump?
Yeah. My legs are trembling...hard to walk. Feels like a neon arrow is pointing at me saying "just had sex (with not his wife)"
Went to my car this morning. Found a waffle from Waffle House in the front seat. No idea how it got there. So hung over I ate it.
it wasn't the penis i had been hoping for.....but i took it regardless.
This is going to be BYOBM Vegas trip: Bring Your Own Bail Money.
'Well you know, stuff happens' isn't really an excuse for sticking a cheeto in my ear
If for no other reason than to cuddle with that puppy, you have to hook up with him again.
Let's not fuck on an air mattress tonight...I'd rather get rug burn.
We had hangover sex and then I called a taxi home. Told him I didn't want his number because, if it was meant to be, we would fuck again. He called me the queen of one night stands.
I'm sensing a Yuletide blow job in your future and by future I mean tomorrow
He literally named all the parts of the vagina as he fingered me. No more pre-med virgins.
Do not tell me I cant do drunk math ever again, AND I made a creative way of telling him I want him to fuck me.
Dude, I just feel great. I love life so much and I love you. Love. Love. So much love.
I swear to God...this day is one great big who's who in the land of fucked uppedness.
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