evidently tequilla and lady gaga make me flirt and grind shamlessly with other men infront of my boyfriend.
I would blow Magic Johnson for a pack of lucky strikes right now. Post-hiv.
Dear man in the lobby please go play whith yourself elsewhere
He's sitting on the floor holding his bracket and crying, literally crying... he just keeps saying "Kansas how could you?" over and over
I was just given a safe word. It's going it be an interesting night.
I'm drinking red wine & feeding anchovies to the dog. I'm really not picky about what kinda of company I'm in.
Its ok. I handled the situation with grace and class. lol jk i got shitfaced and fucked his roomate.
Idk. Im in a bed. the walls are wood. There's a deer mount.. im afraid to turn over and see who's next to me but he's violently cuddly.
The worst thing about it is now I have to find someone else to fuck in the library.
Come my child we shall walk thru the pasture of amazing sex and corndogs. Hint:some corndogs are not corndogs.
I can't stop drooling did you spike my drink?
At my place... I'm gonna be honest though stonewall Jackson is not going to be able to rally the troops. Too many shots of tequila
I seriously doubt this is the first time pumpkin pie has led to a booty call.
And at the semi-adult age of 25 I have shit my pants. Not even drunk, just really late to work. Is this real life?
He was tripping his balls off and kept aggressively saying SIT ON MY FACE. 5 hours and countless orgasms later I've decided I must never let this man go.
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