To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
We did like every position then did it again this morning. Something about him being the little boy i used to make sand castles with just made it way hotter.
well done
is 1am too late, or too early to make bacon?
it looked like a condom graveyard when i woke up. they were everywhere
FYI : beer farts in the morning chase women right out of bed!
i almost set my kitchen on fire last night. homecoming week is getting the best of me
i'm not sure when i reached "slam my own hand in the door" status but my half attached fingernail is not grateful.
I only saw you for about 5 min, but you were rambling about how not even the whiskey could make you fight the skeleton guards.
I told him he wasn't aloud to one word text me. Unless that one word was threesome
i swear, you were born with a blunt in one hand and somebody else's wallet in the other.
in the middle of getting head my cat meowed. she looked up , meowed back, and then continued giving me head.
I'm sorry but you're choosing a girl that faked a pregnancy when you wouldn't return her calls over a more attractive sane girl who you begged for a chance with last week? God you're a loser.
Nothing says "Hello, Adulthood!" quite like receiving a dick photo at 11AM from a guy you haven't heard from since fifth grade.
Don't be offended, the only thing I'm attracted to right now is snack cakes and chicken wings.
He fell asleep on top of me after sex. For 3 hours. Poor guy worked too hard.
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