Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex.
She recited Pi throughout ever orgasm she had....she said it was a game she likes to play...how far she gets is how she judges her lovers...I am oddly turned on by this...
Please call me back as soon as your phone is charged, if you die tonight I don't want the last thing I said to you to be "I just farted a little"
I should have considered my snorting capabilities before breaking my nose
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
Remember when you fed me goldfish while I was -inside- of someone?
I don't know. She kept pirouetting across the kitchen while making dinner. I just sat there stoned.
He said "just hugs" and ran away screaming.
So it may have been laced, sue me.
I was gonna be Romantic and write your name in emoji eggplants but A's are hard
Don't worry dude, I've created a sex logic bomb to stop that sort of thing.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
Whoever said it shouldn't take a man to make you happy clearly wasn't having sex everyday.
I lost my cyber virginity to a guy I barely knew in high school while a Togepi Plushie watched.
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