An ex-gang member just asked me out on a date via note. And spelled dinner wrong. Win?
I believe that I finger-banged my way to the top of the corporate ladder.
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.
at the resort hottubing with french twins, who brought champange. this should be a postcard.
Where does it all go? I've busted inside of you like 10 times in the last week.
She left scratches down my back from her wedding ring. Her husband seems like a nice guy though, judging by the scratches it had to be at least a carat.
It was awesome explaining why I had a tiger with boxers in my bed, a little bit drunk, to a girl in a pre-sex moment
I'm going out with a guy whose nickname is Shark Week cause he'll eat anyone. I'm very excited.
She wants to go as a facebook "like" for halloween, but right now her costume looks more like the hamburger helper hand with broken fingers.
It will be like a scavenger hunt.. only we're looking for places to have sex.
There something liberating about walking through the dorm hallways without pants on.
You told me you were with a dog dressed as a taco, and it was the only one you trusted
I just took a plan B pill with my preworkout. That's the level I'm on today.
We didn't have a place to have sex. So we timed the automatic car wash & spent $9 for 3 minutes and 45 secs of car sex.
You wouldn't put pants on to see my parents.
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