Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
Lots of explosions. Minor nudity. Full penetration and lots of tuxedos.
Down at cameli's and some homeless dude just pulled out a taser. Awesome.
I queefed so loud it echoed.
If I come back covered in mud topless and banging on your door, please have a warm towel ready for me
ugh... I can't wait for campus to get back. Then everyone will have other things to try to have sex with besides me.
I just found our entire wall-to-wall from September 2006 printed out and clipped... it's 49 pages. Blackout me is so considerate of bored-at-work me
I just spend twenty minutes scrubing the "Happy Birthday" off of my vagina. He's never gonna forget this.
You're welcome to join, but just to warn you, tequila makes my clothes disappear. And I'm telling you that as an adult to an adult, not as your supervising teacher who decides whether or not you graduate.
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
I want someone to sweep me off my feet and you want someone to fuck you on the kitchen table. They're both perfectly logical needs.
I was like a damn cattle dog, I separated all the sheep, I can wing man for anyone on this campus.
You may want to re-read your sent texts from last night. You were texting me about your "fire shits" spelled 6 different ways between 3 and 5:30 AM.
Yeah I just don't know how I feel about my fuck buddy coming to work at my dads office with me.
He doesn't want a full on relationship, he provides me with all the weed I can handle and gives me multiple mind blowing orgasms. He's my soul mate.
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