Ok I can't be your drugdealer AND booty call AND friend. It just doesn't work that way
Party at my house. Liquor pinata. Your presence is required.
He was spoon feeding me wine all night.
is it bad that I didn't wash the cum out of my hair because it keeps my curls intact?
5am is far to early to be on jagerbomb number 6 right now
Found a single cinnamon toast crunch between my butt cheeks. We did work last night
I'm going to superglue stuart's hands into socker boppers
I was going to make out with him...then he licked syrup off the kitchen floor.
she said i was like a little lamb and she felt bad for luring me into her den of sin. then she blew me.
Being a virgin isn't supposed to be this easy for you.
Dude I just ripped my new jeans climbing out the window so his booty call wouldn't realize I was home. Being his roommate should come with hazard pay
Carpeing THE FUCK out of that diem
did i really sing to your nipples last night?
yes. and it was oddly very seductive
She's just a lonely cunt and i hope she stays that way for the rest of her fucking life.
This seems like an over reaction to someone eating your fries.
I can guarantee he will smoke me out and I won't feel bad about it because he gets to touch my butt.
When I planned out my evening, "co-author lesbian vampire erotica" was not anywhere on my list of expected activities.
Me neither, but hey, this is where we've ended up. Let's embrace the moment.
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