He kept surfacing with a delighted look on his face, guessing different types of food to try to figure out what makes my pussy taste so good.
His idea of romance is drunkenly leaving me dead dandelions on my car in the middle of the night
No, my body just knows its the weekend and wants to rage. Very different from alcoholism
No kidding. I just keep looking at that 'under 21 until 11/21/2011' on my id and whispering "soon enough"
With your fertility you would just get contact pregnant
I can feel my ovaries exploding thinking about them.
You don't understand, we were on a waffle house. Both of us were absolutely certain we passed out at his place then BAM! Waffle house.
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
All three of us got laid last night. This is what is commonly referred to as the Trifuckta.
Why didn't you tell me I was calling her by her sisters name all night?
Side note: the physics of a guy my size and age getting laid in the backseat of a Toyota Camry are absolutely staggering
I'm pretty sure I made out with a guy in a man thong.
She pulled me up to my feet by my hair. I thought it was you for a second. My drunken angel savior.
I think one of my ovaries is committing suicide. But that is a topic for another day.
Just so you know, it is really hard to rehydrate when everything is spiked with everclear.
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