I don't even remember his name...i'm just gonna save it as birthday sex
you kept begging me not to tell anyone you had been a bat in another life
i was considerably less excited after they told me my present didnt have a penis
yea i guess its safe to say fire extinguishers are not synonymous with whip cream cans
Like many of my risky ideas this has "burned genitals" written all over it
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
Am I undercharging for one hour of sex per essay? I need a serious business answer.
In all honesty of all my sexual conquests, his dick is probably my proudest moment.
Are we going out tonight?
My conscience says no but my vag says yes
Should I tell him the real reason I was in the hospital, or should I just keep him thinking the side effect he thought was in for was allergy related, not I just miscarried the child I didn't know we were having?
The bad news is tonight is also a blue moon, ergo, latin, I will have to get 'once in a blue moon' drunk which I feel is significantly more dangerous than IPO drunk
You having your own car has severely reduced the amount of blowjobs I get.
There was a clear and well defined point last night where I could've decided to go home but no now I've woken up with glitter all over my nuts and potentially an std or 2
I just want orgasms and emotional validation. Is that too much to ask?
I'm with the cops, Trish's gay husband stabbed himself and is framing her for attempt of murder and I'm dressed 4 the club I'm wearing leather pants leather jacket leather boots and black club top. Embarrassed
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