We have zombies coming, and all you can think about is cock.
There was a bottle of vodka and chips in a vase next to the bed
The world isn't going to end because you slept with him!
... that would be easier though.
After so many times of carrying your puked covered clothes home in a bag on a Tuesday morning, you begin to realize that Fucked Up Mondays aren't a real thing.
He's sweet and rough. A wonderful contradiction. He's the starburst of sex.
to answer your questions bluetooth, 30ft, like a tampon, ask her, her idea, got tired of trying to find her in crowed clubs
I made everyone scream the national anthem with me after playing true American last night. I'm pretty much their leader now.
I feel like every young boy's first wet dream is too have sex with the Pink Ranger. I am now fulfilling that dream for one man. I am a hero.
just when his roommates walked in, we were naked in the kitchen. proceeded to awkwardly pretzel walk back into his room to cover each other (not that they haven't seen me naked plenty of times) and continue to have glorious morning sex. his roomates love me.
One does not fall in love, one falls flat on the their face after leaving a bar
To keep it classy I will take a pregnacy test on Mother's Day
Definitely went down on him last night while he was wearing a cape. He randomly kept swirling it around me and "revealing me" in the mirror like a magic trick. I'm not even a little upset, it's fun fucking younger guys.
He kept screaming "I am the thunder!" when he was riding me.
We left Waffle House and he took off running five miles down the road saying we were "training for the Olympics." And I mean, I couldn't leave him out there like that...
This sucks! All of the twenty something dick I was getting went home when the university closed
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