it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
guys are not supposed to queef...right?
I don't remember him, but he's saved in my phone as "uh oh zbt"
We broke into the space center. If i go to jail I wanted to tell you, you have a fantastic dick. Use it wisely.
He came into your room last night to tell me he was leaving, when I woke up this morning he was facedown in your hallway. He didn't make it very far.
I drank butter last night, who am I to judge?
We should hook up after this. Laugh or look horrified to say yes.
I was picked up from his hotel room at 5 a.m. and came home with my panties and jäger in a McDonald's bag so the desk attendant wouldn't judge me. This is what single at 25 is about.
Just caught myself checking an online porn site while in a strip club. Might have a problem.
I touched the butt once. 'Twas an experience with the greatness of legend. So I touched it once more.
I can now recognize that when my wine bottle reaches a certain point, I probably shouldn't tweet, text or call anyone. RESPONSIBILITY
Literally the fucking master of salvaging the possibility of a blow job whilst also crushing somebody's dreams.
I refuse to plan drunken casual sex. Just think of the monster I'd create.
I don't care that he's really strong. I need him to make me cum not fix my back problems
He ate me out for an eternity. Like fell asleep, woke up, and he was still doing it.
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