I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
And we hooked up in the carwash. I told you our creative juices were flowing today.
He is offering to pay me back by sending me a dick pic.
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My thoughts exactly.
I watched her choke out a bouncer with the broken strap from her purse, I think shes the one.
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
The mystery gender stripper never showed up with that party burrito last night.
Bombed my 8 a.m. exam and the liquor store doesn't open till noon. Drinking unfinished beers from last night till they open.
He was sucking my nipples then stopped, looked me dead in the eyes and said "im gonna cum for my babygirl"
I dressed up as a breathalyzer test for Halloween; never had so many straight dudes blow me before!
He should just accept that I want his dick and his friendship. Can't he understand that I don't do emotions?
He told me to take off work and bring a bathing suit. If this doesn't involve six flags hurricane harbor or sex in a hotel pool I'm going to be disappointed.
You’re about to have a sober threesome with a rando at a Fenway bar?
So I wore my ankle step-counter exercise thingy while I rode him. Don't fuck him- I only burned .2 pounds.
I am so horny. It's like all the stress of finals week has relocated to my vagina.
So... I sharted on the plane. It was hard to maintain my composure and acted offended at the same time. I hate you for not cutting me off last night.
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