all I remember was being half naked drinking water on my hands and knees from her dogs water bowl.
I can get head just about anywhere nowadays so that's not much of an incentive, coffee on the other hand...
I ended up with a bullet proof vest and I still don't know his last name.
No, I've only ever seen his brother's dick. So when I have lucid sex dreams, I just do a little cut and paste in my mind and stick his bro's package onto him.
I have stripper ass cheeks all over my glasses
FYI...Jose likes Shamrock shakes better than Jack
Just streaked campus for a bottle of patron...maybe you're right...I might have a drinking problem...
When they send me to rehab, I'm screaming your name down the halls.
We watched game of thrones, broke up and I drove away blasting ridin solo while he dougied
Either I think of sex like a man, or all the men in Vegas are women.
He asked me the next morning if he fell asleep inside of me. Drunk is an understatement.
I was just asked by a police officer to not come back to Lancaster...
Dude I puked in a snow bank and then fell face first into it
He's coming over again? GIRL, you're thoroughly enjoying the month of Dicktember.
If you dont get laid dressed as Woody Harrelson in Zombieland, I have lost all faith in the men of nw Indiana.
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