I don't think ill make it tonight the floor wont let me walk
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
He quoted an N'sync song to confess his attraction to me. Needless to say, I had sex with him.
what about "I will fuck you for a jamba juice" do you not understand?
I remember spending $50 at Ozzie's on Friday...my Visa remembers $120.
My mom asked me if I was being satisfied, sexually. And then discussed positioning.
when it says do not use on the face or genital areas, it MEANS do not use on the face or genital areas.
Depending upon how the Sox game progresses, I'll either cry on the bar or fuck someone tonight...
to whom it may concern. if i am dead in colleens bed it is not her fault i slept in my scarf. my dads middle name is ronald.
sent a snap of my boobs out to my FWB his response was what happened to your other nipple ring.. how do I say it got ripped out by my other FWB last week without sounding like a slut
I'm fucking blazing boy. 5hr weed sauce kicked in and my entire face feels like an 8ball of gold bond flying down a mountain of Fresh powder. Just gliding.
He washed his dick in my kitchen sink after sex. I think he might be a keeper.
i need some fresh meat. meat that has a license and a job and isn’t a FULL-blown alcoholic. partial i could tolerate, bc, haha, let’s be honest, me likey my drinkies.
Step 1 was make out with him. so now we just need to come up with step 2.
You have such a talent for this
Friendship, or finding weed?
Yes
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