Do u think she knows her nickname is the oompa loompa
i hope your v-card owns a pair of floaties
Just woke up. First thing I see: Little brother eating last night's jello shots thinking they're reg jello.
We have sex, then he cooks. It's like a fantasy.
Would you like me to write a persuasive essay on how you should let me suck your dick?
I woke up with her little sister yelling "she's dead !!" from the bathroom doorway.
She was our DD the least I could do is have sex with her. Even when drunk I'm still chivalrous.
Man, I must say, having known you since preschool, Eiffel-Tower-ing her would've fully completed our journey to brotherhood.
I'm not judging you... I'm judging our friendship
DONT EVER DUNK OREOS INTO WINE . NEVER
You took my underwater blowjob virginity.
He expects to fuck my tits but will ignore me in public.
That basically sounds like the worst party of my life, and I'm including my brother's World of Warcraft themed birthday party.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
I have had flashes of 69ing, a strawberry flavored condom and begging him to sleep naked.
Randomize
