I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
So he told me he didn't have a condom, paused, and then said "so, pulling out" and tried to high five me.
you really dont want me to drink and drive. you saw what i did to my face and that was only from walking
It was huge And he was twirling it around. Im telling you, beautiful wonderpenis
It's like she can't drink without using a flambongo
hanging out with you guys is like living the wikipedia entry for drugs...not sure i can handle that tonight.
I thought you just gave him blowjobs and he criticized your drug use.
Also, any YOLOwl-related sex photos will result in you winning ten orgasms, courtesy of myself, as well as sweets and bacon-based dinner. All entrants welcome
2012 needs to end already. I've exceeded my quota for People Who Have Accidentally Seen My Tits.
And you said I'm not athletic, I rubbed one out with my sports band on, it's the same as walking 1/4 mile.
I can't base my relationships off of good dick and dogs.
Her cop pants made me imagine I was riding a unicorn and by unicorn I mean her face
and idk now I have nine bags of lettuce in my fridge
Oral sex and brunch. The perfect sunday morning.
when the cops came she just started yelling at them "Fuck the police! freedom of speech bitches!"
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