similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
You started a dance party so that you could steal their vodka and shouted "sailors out!"
I gave him head and we watched Fashion Police. somehow it wasn't awkard.
high enough to want to lick peanut butter off of Michael Buble's vocal chords as he serenades me.
DUDE, DID YOU KNOW YOU CAN JUST RENT AN ELEPHANT???
Oh God.
Every time I roll over in bed I land on a different vibrator. I feel I'm the only one with this problem.
Halfway through he got an idea for a short story so he wrote it in magic marker on my boobs. Yeah, he's a keeper.
Its a little weird going to a wedding where I've screwed the bride and my wife has screwed the groom. Great wedding though.
I want you inside of me and on top of me and under me and behind me
Basically I need you to be like god, just fucking everywhere
He's rapping about a turtle neck sweater. Please come get me.
i can't invite random hot hobos into my aunt's house.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
Nothing like snapchatring dick pics to a\nMarried woman while your girlfriend destroys Taco Bell in the next room. Almost caught, worth it. Got boobs back
As I took my shirt off he commented on how great my boobs where. I responded with "thanks, I grew them myself"
Also, two points for knowing me well enough to know I definitely would put the moves on his brother.
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