Well, I guess that settles the question of how thick the walls are in my building.
I learned the names of so many hookups when they read them at graduation
I walked in on you rubbing your nose all over his face while straddling him and yelling "I'M SO SORRY!" repeatedly. I'd say you were in pretty good shape at that point in the night.
I don't think there was a moment this weekend where grey goose did not course through my veins
I might not remember all of last night but I clearly remember the part where I humped the mailbox.
Oh my god I forgot there were Band-Aids on my nipples
I'm pretty sure I got a cavity today due to how many times I've puked hungover at work.
And then after we fucked he wouldn't stop calling me "champ". It was like I had sex with an extremely attractive soccer coach
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE SCIENTIFIC REASONING BEHIND WHY I STARTED A HAREM ESPECIALLY NOT FROM A GUY IN THE HAREM!
He didn't get laid that weekend.. and that is honestly an accomplishment for the rest of us.
She asked for references to decide whether she wanted to have sex with me. And she was serious.
I hope you get a lego stuck in your dickhole
Let's just say his oral game was lacking. Hell, lacking is too nice of a word to describe it.
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
To get him to come she paid for his uber and promised that someone in the house would give him head. it worked
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