I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
I'm just crazy horny about you
I still can't believe that I ate McDonald's off of my chest in his bed...
Cross faded me is not the classiest.
No not at all haha I wish there was a picture of that
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
Oh we were great hosts that night. We made sure to leave all the beds open by passing out on the bathroom floors instead.
THIS IS NOT A DECISION I MADE AT ONE IN THE MORNING IM JUST GETTING AROUND TO TELLING YOU ABOUT IT NOW
I straight up told your dad I've slept with a majority of your family
There was pot, but there are no Doritos, no Funyons, no Oreos.
Send help.
Em I need to know if his cum tastes like vodka. Report back.
I tried to text you about going to the Lion's Den but sent it to my boss. She was down for it. Please advise.
And he put my hair in my clip while i blew him...and he did a good job
I thought one was bad but really there are two woman stupid enough to marry our brother...unreal
I'm intrigued by how his mouth tasted the same as his dick.
I definitely almost just pulled a condom out of my purse instead of money for my dad.
It's 1:37. You have 23 minutes to get your dick to the bar before I go home with the bartender... tick... tick...
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