so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
just thought you should know that she got home at about 6am.... totally wasted. she was locked out and when i finally came to the door she was on a patio across the street with some random making hotdogs on somebodys elses bbq.
Oh well. haha. i couldn't really understand what she was saying. i just nodded a lot. i guesss she found that sexy.
gotta love spring break
gotta love slutty girls from the south
When I opened my laptop there was a half eaten little debbie oatmeal cream pie inside.
And you kept repeating "I didn't know know that this was a no blow job zone."
Uhh, there's a legit bruise on my boob.. Again how does he manage this
he literaly had a hockey helmet on and was swan diving off the couch onto the coffee table.
He ate me out. IN THE MORNING. I love less attractive men.
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
I finally broke my dry spell. I did it. D-do-da-Dora.
Well let me fuck you while I make potatoes. It's every girls dream
God specifically crafted these hands to deal out orgasms.
Do me a favor and scream dirty things at him in a polite sexy, come hither way
Recliner chair sex has moments of worry....just don't.
I hope that will b the last time i take off my pants in the chemistry building.
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