hey its robert, we just made out in the backyeard. i'm inside now and you should come to the bathroom and meet me.
I give out O-faces like they're halloween candy
He smothers me through text. I can't even image what he'd be like in person.
So I think I just got a job offer from the guy I used to blow. See, networking pays off.
Weird question, would you want to do fetish porn? you get paid.
It's the foolproof way to identify who didn't get laid last night
I just want to make mistakes. Like stds that go away with antibiotics mistakes.
there is beer in every square inch of this apartment and he hasn't even lived in it for 24 hours. we're playing some game that involves slamming beer, beer pong and smacking people's cups out of their hands.
Would it be weird if I told you I thought of you when I masturbated?
Looks like I'm more than just your Mexico mistake...
ahhhh just came to creep and you're not there AND your thong you were wearing last night is on the floor..someone has some explaining to do
There is blood on the door to my room, I have to go to sleep
you were telling us about the time you had sex in an alley and he stopped, looked up and said 'it was a cul-de-sac' and went right back to what he was doing.
When we tried to make a video I set the camera to 3sec pictures accidentally so instead of a movie we have a flipbook of our sex.
Last night I went to spank her while she was riding me and sack-tapped myself.
Damn Instagram explore page. I am six months in to some girl I don't even know.
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