I am currently prioritizing my hw by splitting into things i can and things i cant do drunk. Oh college
There is something depressing about eating toast in a dark living room by myself using a paper plate that says: "Let's Party!"
This escort grabbed my boyfriends ass and it became clear, he fucked pretty much anything he could find prior to dating me.
You skyped me last night to show me the girl passed out on your bed.
I'm at your house, laying with your dog, eating taco meat, take your time.
Crying in the liquor store is not a good look
But hes like a baby bird with a broken wing that i want to FUCK.
I came in your room, you looked at me and said "I fucked up" and then some kid showed up and took you to the hospital
I'm sorry you caught us fucking in your bathroom. If it makes you feel any better when I tried to put my pants back on I dropped them in the toilet.
He came in two seconds and stole my pizza so I'm not counting it.
my confident boosted when he told me that it was I who started making out with him. ME. NOT HIM.
I AM SHOCKED AND PROUD OF MYSELF
My crotch smells like fire and I can't find my pants
I'm not talking about Donald Trump in the midst of sending you nudes
I made him cum so hard he couldn't play video games for like an hour. I've never been more proud of myself.
But what if there are 6 people and they end up just pairing the off into 3 couples. Is it still an orgy?
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