You are still hot in my book. I wanna dry hump u like a 9th grader then hump for real when the herpes is gone.
she was talking to me but i could help but stare at the extremely long hairs on her boobs. then she says, "your looking at the hair on my boobs aren't you"
his penis is like a homeless cat. ever since I've satisfied him he keeps showing up on my doorstep ask for more.
So i was told that i peed in the sink, had sex with a pillow and banged on a washer while singing idian chants
It was just a reflex. BOOM I kicked her in the face
Seriously, come get him. He's not even a person anymore. He's a loud, drunk, cock-blocking wrecking ball.
I ate 12 cupcakes in less than 24 hours, so no judgement here.
I just passed a truck with its bed lined with a tarp and filled with water with six dudes chilling in the back driving through campus. That looks fun.
the last thing I heard was you screaming as the rodeo team herded you to the next party
It was an "I snuck in through the window at 5am with my underwear in my pocket" kind of night.
I will not be held responsible for my vagina's poor judgment.
We fucked like animals and then decided we actually liked each other so then we made love. It's a match made in heaven.
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
You chose shitty college football over this pussy and my cute little mouth. That's your fault.
I didn't think you wanted your identity stolen along with your dignity. My mistake.
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