My aunt just said- "pizza is like sex. Even if it ain't good it ain't bad." Obviously she doesn't know us too well.
I admire the strength of friendship we have that allows for sharing husbands.
I can't tell whether I'm throwing up blood or licorice.
Dude, she looked like the Canadian Slam Poet, neck hair and all.
I thought we agreed I wasn't a screamer?
After you took the handle off the bathroom door I had to coach the Scottish guy sitting on the toilet, throwing up in his own lap, how to put his pants back on. Yes, I think he won the drinking game.
everyone contributed. i held her hair back, he rubbed my vag... it was a team effort.
Suuuuuuper drunk and just sang fuck her gently to the chiminea. I'm in bad shape.
well.. I tried flushing my sandals down the toilet
Wow way to turn my death into an oppurtunity to get laid
He ate me out like a beaver on a tree. I've never been so scared in my life
After i finished him. He goes "youre a champion"... Then whispers "forever"
He referred to our sex as being similar to "Two cheetahs cage fighting" and I have to agree.
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
Sexual side note: sushi and cum do not mix well. That is all.
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