By the end of the second bowl I was making sound effects to every hand movement he made.
I basing my decision on whether or not to date someone on whether I could imagine having sex with them sober
he asked me out through an event invitation on facebook, the title read Romantic Dinner For 2
she would only give me a road handjob because she didnt want to unbuckle
safety first
The worst part of it is that he's not the first man I've fucked with 2+ chihuahua's.
You're barking up the wrong lesbian.
noooo, I woke up on his pack porch and the SUN WAS RISING. I saw red lights everywhere and heard sirens so I just ran for my life.
I know. She seems like she getting that "need some dick" restlessness. Might explain the feisty attitude
I was in a house full of lesbians and they were all staring at me. I felt like the last cresent roll on Thanksgiving.
I though us hooking up in the field was your way of saying you were an outdoors person
I mean, I love her. But not "I'll have a threesome with her." Type of love.
You leaned over so she could squirt ketchup in your hair and then started chanting "KETCHUP NIGHT!! KETCHUP NIGHT!!!"
Miscalculate d the jungle juice, it's actually 10%. Can't taste the diff anyway but my stomcha is warm. Come play pongm.
I dressed up as a "typical white girl" which meant I wore my yoga pants and uggs all night. BEST. IDEA. EVER. Most comfy halloween everrrr.
I'm just trying to find the strength to put my bra back on and come inside
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