I keep trying to leave, but for some reason I'm staying
Where you at
assisting at a photo shoot in williamsburg till 7ish. wassup?
Doesn't matter. I already jerked off in your bed.
i just won an entire level on word mole with the word 'clitoris'
He tried to carry her to her room after she passed out, but when he picked her up she came back to, saw him, screamed rape and pulled out her vuvuzela app and blasting it like a rape whistle.
it's my sixth sense. If there's an orgy within 20 miles of me i'll know about if. Or be a part of it.
Holy mother of cocks. I was grind-with-my-boss drunk last night.
It's been this way for a few days. I had chick fil a on Friday so this could be an attack from the Gay Gods as punishment.
By talk him into it I assume you mean blow him into it.
We peed together in a dark alley while holding hands. That is a bond that can never be broken.
I was shitfaced. I filled my contact case WITH TANNING LOTION
I was struggling morally, but once I let go, I came pretty hard.
God specifically crafted these hands to deal out orgasms.
we were clicking our heels together saying theres no place like home, while the cops were tellin us to call our parents and tell them what happened.
You ran up a $300 bar bill on his card and he didn't have you arrested, be grateful and move on.
I guarantee you he will only fuck with old bitches from now on
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