you dont know how to answer ppls txts anymore?!?
im sorry, i don't get text messages.
yes, too bad my tears were being wiped away by tits in my face
I just saw a kid walk into class with his dad. Fuck his life.
It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
You could say the cab driver was less than excited when we called his personal cell phone at 4am for directions back to our hotel after having blacked out at the club
If you're still on campus there's a jack and coke in the bathroom of fondren science Bldg. Too strong to bring to class.
Oh we will ALWAYS be together. Or I'll have to delete my Facebook altogether. I've drunkenly boobie trapped photos of us into every album. There's no way I'd ever have the patience to go through that deletion process.
The best part of that night wasn't even the sex, it was listening to her explain to her boyfriend why she was naked in her room while I hid in her closet.
I was trying to be quiet until started to feel like my cock was being dipped in a rainbow and then I stopped caring temporarily
I need to pack up my vagina and leave. We only do bad things together.
By the taste of his semen he isnt vegetarian and therefore lied to me to take me home on a brighter note i stole his fondue set
You had two tasks: \n1) put on a condom \n2) text me so I don't walk in on you \nIt really isn't that hard
I thought my ass was sore from the gym then I realized it was from being spanked. Confusing time in my life.
I woke up naked to an alarm set for 11:18 pm and missing a shoe. How was your night?
You could sing the national anthem right before we have sex. Make it feel like a sporting event
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