He asked me to sit on his face, but i didnt, for 2 reasons, one, i had just pooped like 20 mins before sex, and two, this could be my future husband. so i skipped on sitting.
After she came with my hands around her neck, she sat there for a minute and gave me the scuba diving sign for a-ok.
its official: beach shits are the exact same as mountain shits
Pretty sure I'm going to hell because of our friendship
Last one there wins
I just really need a hug and a shower beer
I've noticed we have slowly begun to phase the "B" out of our Bromance.
So you are wearing a heart monitor while drinking?
Yea, they said carry on with my everyday activity.
He said I gave him the best head he's ever had and I bowed. I BOWED.
He Dutch ovened me while I was hiding under the covers from his mom. Needless to say it did not end well.
So, I have realized that I am kryptonite for married men. I'm not sure how to feel about this sober, but drunk me accepts her destiny.
If drinking had a "new high score" I think I hit it this weekend.
Got baptized for New Years. In champagne and cheap vodka.
If you find my integrity anywhere, please tell it to come back home
I just turned down an invite to sit on a face. IDK who I am.
What? Are you sick?
My mother just set me up with the son of the man I fucked last weekend. I could crawl under a rock and die OR I could remember the rules of genetics and hope that JR takes after daddy. Wish me luck...
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