Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
he wanted me to dress up like someone from lord of the rings. I dumped him.
Either he masturbated at the end of the bed or she gave him a bj. Either way my bed was shaking and I was uninvolved.
What happened to him?
He was walking right behind us then disappeared.. turns out he checked his luggage at a night club, continued to drink and dance, then slept on the 4th floor of some museum
1 in 5 deaths i nrussia is alcohol related. GO MOTHERLAND
Be prepared to possibly be invited to a fancy strip club breakfast on Friday and be prepared to say yes.
I got kicked out of the bar for suggesting that the bartender drop her tits into my Redbull instead of the usual liquor
I asked if I could borrow some condoms. She referred to herself as "a soup kitchen for whores".
I woke up with my name tag for work still on my shirt. It was a rough night.
She said she didn't know what fireball was. We are no longer friends.
He overslept for our prescheduled morning sex. The fact that my vagina isn't enough to get him out of bed was the last straw.
I woke up with a twisted ankle and was covered in lube. Not entirely sure what happened last night
According to Joseph, last night I crawled into bed and told him to pretend I'm his French maid, and then started speaking with a German accent, and referring to his manbits as "ze greatest Weiner schnitzel I'd ever seen". Basically, last night was a roaring success.
Can I make sure all my sluttiness goes to you when I die? You're the only person I know who'll make use of it
Is it good porn? Or is it more of that fucked up Cabbage Patch Doll porn you made us watch
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