I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
I was on top riding him and his friend walks in and watched for a minute before he realized what was going on
He plays me like an instrument...he is the Carlos Santana of my vagina.
I started dry heaving in the middle of sex and she says "You moan funny."
they bet me shots that I couldn't give people piggyback rides around the club just cause I'm 125lbs and a girl...I had a line forming after the third guy.
I made her orgasm until she cried. Four years of only having sex with dudes and I've still got it.
He kept stopping sex to whisper in my ear, and the only thing I could understand was "double stuffed oreos"
I am rewearing my dress from last night. I only wore it for like two hours before fucking. And I took it off first so no cock contact. This is my new standard of cleanliness.
Emergency thong? Check! Suspension bondage is a go!
I danced my ass off after the funeral last night. Kept dropping it low and I can feel it in my legs today. Im like shit I needa go work out
What a way to honor the dead
He's smoked my weed, stolen my cigarettes, and used my campus cash, but I try to initiate sex and NOWWW he's all "As your RA, that's a line I can't cross"
Could someone explain to me why there were 40 individually wrapped burritos in the fridge when I woke up this morning?
HANDS OFF UNTIL AFTER I DO BUTT STUFF WITH HIM.
There were no words. I got in his car, took my pants off, threw my shirt out the window, and got things started. After we were done I collected my clothes, gave him a kiss, and crept back into my house.
You're like the sex ninja. How doesn't he love you?!
ready for a night of bad decisions, horrible moral standards, and an unhealthy amount of illegal substances.
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