the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
... I went down on him at the movies. I feel like Alanis Morisette.
I can now tell my grandchildren Central Park has really great spots for quickies...
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
I remember nothing except the fact it happened and I ate doritos and we highfived a lot
Well, no one has ever described you as a perfectly balanced individual
We woke up in the room with a hamburger patty on the bed side table, one bun across the room, and the other bun under my pillow. Still don't know who ordered room service.
You forgot your "boyfriend" from last night on my couch. You're suppose to bring that shit with you.
He was "hot guy in the dark". One of us had to sleep with him. I took the bullet you're welcome.
Glad I can drunkenly remember to not get tomatoes on my Mexican pizza but can't tell a guy to keep his hands off my ass
Your ability to eat ass like its your job and yet turn down quinoa because it's "gross" is confusing.
Trump won PA by a fucking landslide. If only Cruz hadn't eaten that booger.
What's your opinion on eating ass? Just looking for a yes or no
Something like, "Merry Christmas. I hope Santa shits in your mouth."?
I'm always down for nudity.
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