It's official. I'm a squirter. Wasn't a one time thing.
Pretty sure I went to the bar in my bathing suit, sweat pants, and high heels.
There's a high school volleyball camp on campus this summer. I'm definitely going to jail.
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
He crawled over to me grabbed my boob asked me if I liked cats and then passed out. If that's really my RA, it's gonna be a long year
If we both finish he brings me a beer and cookies, if only he finishes I get wine and cheesecake. I think I'm in love.
I didn't ask to see his penis, it was an ambush. Impressive though
I was just at home taking Vicodin for a week straight. Talk about a vacation.
the people next to us at the red light cheered for you while you puked out the window...
Any sexual interaction is meaningless without pizza during half time.
We are so on opposite sides of the boobs spectrum
first he passed out on the toilet...then hugged it and screamed no no no as i tried to pull him out
my night went from a boring school play to hotboxing a car with 3 criminals
These random guys found me. They told me not to wander in the woods and i remember saying 'am i fucking Bambi?! I'm not gonna walk into woods!' then i threw up.
Slept in and having coffee. No sounds of whipping and no veiny dildos next to me. This is good. How's your mornin?
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