the trick is not to think about where her tounge has been.
i DID try to find you last night. i asked where you were and you texted me the letter "e" and a picture of the dark.
My clit is not a Gobstopper. Cut it out.
Due to the events of st patties day last year I created a moral and ethical policy so that I won't get kicked out of the bar again. It mostly consists of not wearing pants so then I don't take them off at the bar.. and subsequently get kicked out.
Discovered a freckle on my clitoris. What have you done today?
Rush week is fine, only the t-shirts are white and if it rains, the frat boys in their lawn chairs will be treated to 800 freshmen girls in their first wet tshirt contest.
Welcome to college.
This is how baked we were last night. Our drinking game: We stare at each other; first one to laugh drinks.
Well to me, someone is not really my friend until we go to a mcdonalds drunk at 4am. It's like a right of passage
You said you liked how I put the cream cheese on.
I'm pretty sure male strippers are the last things I need in my life right now.
the guy I've been trying to get with saw my brother's genitals before he saw mine, so that's my life.
She just started crying. With my dick still inside her. Something about her grandpa.
i wish he'd fuck me as good as he is at karate.
I was at a hookups house and peed in his sink so I wouldn't wake up his mom... drunk me is on a different level
Dude did you see that video of yourself crying while bathing in vodka on YouTube?
Randomize