i felt like cinderella. except at midnight i turned back into a whore.
she went to type in rate my professors and rate my pussy came up in my recent searches. needless to say, i will likely be masturbating to the aforementioned site tonight.
I just got a standing ovation when i made it to work on New Years Day. good thing?
we were wasted and he didn't have a condom so he called the front desk and asked for one. They didn't "officially" have them but the night manager happened to have one in his wallet. He brought it to the room with two mints.
do you think having her use a clorox disinfecting wipe on her vagina will keep me from getting her herpes if I don't have a condom?
they're mlb prospects.. of course i'm gonna bang one of them.
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
I've never felt so inclined to grow a dick. THIS is what the gays in this town have done to me
Did you leave a blizzard on my porch last night? Or was that someone else giving out a metaphorical threat to me?
I just told him that with every paper, I'd take a picture of myself with one less piece of clothing. Who say's I can't be a tutor?
Remember, ur body isn't a visitors center
Question: trumpet bong. Can it work.
I was so drunk that I passed out before I could do or say anything I'd regret. My low alcohol tolerance is like a guardian angel.
I feel like I hate him but his dick too bomb to hate completely
The walk of shame was so much longer today. i have to start fucking guys in my own postcode.
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