yeah it was kind of like, i'm 27 and still live in a frat house.. you honestly expect me to have "moral fiber" and a "conscience"
would you consider him our boss?
technically yes
then technically i slept with our boss
i'm crying at olive garden. i've hit rock bottom
He left an unopened 12 pack of beer by my bed. I guess that's his way of saying thanks for the sex..
We somehow managed to get the sumo-wrestler costume into the washing machine, but I don't think the cupcake icing completely came off... And it still smells like tequila.
He tried to fight me not realizing that I work as a bouncer in the the same bar we were in. His night ended with him in handcuffs, missing teeth, PLUS I got his shots that he ordered since he didn't get to drink them.
See, it wasn't that I broke my nose having sex. Its that I forgot about the bedposts...
I think the threesome was inevitable when she walked out in nothing but his boxers followed by him completely naked.
So his mom walked in the kitchen while I was sucking him off and just casually suggested that "I'd need a glass of water after that"
Im gunna just be that one ballerina in the low V leopard thong leotard and everyone else can be boring and prude with their little pink tights on.
I don't really want to have sex with him, I'd just want him in a threesome. Does that make sense?
i have never been so sexually frustrated as I am right now. I feel like dying...is death an option?
...I think I just watched a boy make a sandwich seductively. What.
We both knew it was over when I took a u turn at her belly button.
i opened the door and you were passed out on my doorstep wearing ugly shorts and cuddling a pinnapple, i dont know what happened to you.
Randomize
