Canada: barely better than America at a sport they invented.
He considered it romantic when he told me mid-blow job that no matter what happens, he will "never forget how good of a dick I suck". Verbatim.
I also would have accepted most things ending in "job", erotic favors, and food.
Still not exactly sure how i unbolted your toilet from the ground.
they're like a gay fantastic four
he needs to hurry and make his mind up... i mean i can't keep getting peed on by a guy who isn't even my boyfriend
My only regret is not throwing up on the conveyor belt in the dining hall
He's like Medusa, you can't look directly into his eyes or you'll turn into a slut.
I have a LOT of reasons to worry about radical feminists taking my lady balls, frankly. A lot.
He said that he doesn't like skittles. This relationship is over an it hasn't even started yet.
I just realized my hands still smell like your cock. Which is awesome, but I wonder if the clerk at the store appreciated it.
I feel bad. I'm the reason hand sanitizer exists.
Like either my tits got bigger or I've succumbed to Trumps tiny hand syndrome
I thought the dude was just really enjoying his piss but apparently he was jerkin off into the urinal.
Went upstairs to make PopTarts, found the door open. Shut it. Saw a grey thing. Opened the door, found a girl sleeping outside. What the fuck happened last nigh
I was simply suggesting that you really should try coke bondage sex.
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