Don't remember much from last night, but I recall slipping you the tounge. For that I apologize
I would describe it as pure and unadulterated shock, mixed with horror and a touch of nausea.
Being a responsible DD does not include attempting to coordinate a 4 taxi caravan to bar #3
I don't think I'm emotionally ready for this blow job.
i swear to god. if they dont have practically DTF written on their foreheads, or a glowstick in their hands, strictly no entry.
That just sounds like a recipe for sex in my backyard. Yes.
You didn't know it was a gay bar until the 7th guy rejected you. You were crying because you thought it was just a bad night. No more for you.
I think my vagina has grown over, not unlike earring holes when not used in a long amount of time.
There has been a song made about you fucking his roommate.
It's destiny.
I looked so sad that Jessica gave me a bar of soap. So that's where I'm at.
He pretended his dick was a samurai sword and that he was slaying me with it is it bad I still wanted him to fuck me
UHG. i just want to have hot lesbian sex and eat pizza with you.
It's okay that we broke up and all but it's not okay that he still has my Chick-fil-A calendar card. This month is free fries!
Our love of vodka is more proof than a maternity test
Just stopped at a cross walk because the light turned red 3 streets down. I'm way too high.
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