That's kind of creepy but I guess since I'm wearing your dad's pants nothing is off limits anymore
So she farted while we were having sex but I was afraid she would stop because she was emberessed so i just went ahead and took the blame and apologized
She's like Mona Lisa when she's intoxicated. No one understands her but they all think she's marvelous
If you really wanted to hide the fact you were gay, you could have at least had the sense to not get drunk in the same bar as your bf.
holy shit thats the most artistic dick pic ever
The worst thing about him living around the corner is that who ever suggests the booty call is the one that walks over.
It seems that only way I've actually improved myself after 2 years of writing for the school newspaper is that I've mastered the art of descriptive words to improve my sexting skills
If your night didn't end with writing a witness report for the cops at a shwarma place, your night was probably less interesting than mine.
It would have been nice to break the dry spell with nice, civilized, sober sex somewhere other than on my friend's couch.
I just look at my butt and see so much potential.
He was feeling me up but acting like he was asleep. Like WTF does that mean??
So you called me the queen of nudes yesterday and I'm still not sure how I feel about it
I'll do anything with you, except downhill sports and butt stuff.
someone at the bars was yelling at the bouncer to let him in because he "just passed through the 7 levels of the candy cane forrest" soulmate?
go meet him and give him your number.
i feel like doing his laundry was not included in the job description when we became fuck buddies.
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