all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
He soundtracked our prebreakup sex, our breakup, and out postbreakup sex. At least he's dedicated.
i have no feeling in my penis or fingers but i think it was worth it
she asked to have her picture taken with every guy we walked by.
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
Like do you hear me I PUKED IN MY OWN HANDS AND HE STILL SAID I WAS GORGEOUS
Sometimes I hate my life and then I remember I live in the WORLD CAPITAL OF RUM
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
Dude, I just hit your nipple with a bottle of lube while you were wearing a shirt, 10 feet away without my glasses and I only have "not bad" aim?
In bathroom. Hand in air with cell phone. Help.
How the fuck did he think me asking about the possibility of a threesome was a rhetorical question?
I just sucked dick on a ferry
I heard a crunch while giving him head. I looked up and he was eating Cheese Itz. So we made a deal that he'd take a hand job so I could eat them too.
I fucked that choir dude last night. he had the most strangely musical moans. it was like a Sound Of Music porno.
We had everything under control until this one jackass fucked up. Thanks, Peter.
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