Do you think if I drink bleach they will let me leave work?
For future reference, even the most well-intentioned game of whiskey pong is a terrible idea.
If the blowjob was before the wedding, we're not technically related, right?
Pretty certain he passed out for a while going down on me. Absolutely certain he passed out during the blow job.
Someone wrote Kyle's bitch on me too. I dont even know who Kyle is.
Well I woke up with spatula marks on my ass and burns on my hands.
The sex was so good I went temporarily numb. Slightly embarrassing when she pointed out I was kissing my own arm.
She found my wedding ring, sallowed it and wished me good luck explaining it to my wife before walking out. Now what?
No more stories ab the wkend for co-workers... No one else found "and I didn't have pants on when I got home Saturday night" as funny as I did.
That's why i need nudes. Plutonic nudes.
She's Jesus crazy. And one if not more other forms of crazy. She's 2.5+ crazy.
Omg the sex was so good my ears popped. Thank god too. Cause then I didn't have to hear him going on and on about his dumbass feelings. It's called a booty call bitch.
Look, road flare archery was agreed on. We both accepted it was a shit idea sober, but did it drunk anyway.
He's stripped out of his boxers and is dancing and slapping his dick with string cheese...I don't know whether to call for help or take a video.
So a bottle of lube exploded all over my softball bag and Nike shirt.
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