After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
Phosphoglyceraldehydration... why the fuck is this a word
Sorry about last night..I didnt realize how drunk you were and when I closed the door it caused you to slam into the mirror...you'll probably piece together the puzzle when you read this and see your hand.
Reading in my econ of energy textbook about the US' largest oil spill from the 1990's.. guess i can't sell this one back either
I say we get drunk before the exam tomorrow. At least then we have a valid excuse for failing.
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
I think the old lady next to me at the bar just saw your pussy
I don't care how sexy you think I look in my scrubs. Wanting a blow job is not a medical emergency.
Well, I have a text in my phone that just says "Scrumtrelescent" from a girl I have in here as "Cheesy Tits", so you figure out how my night was going.
Negotiating with my body. We're ok. Violent upheaval is not necessary.
Fuck you fireball...just straight up fuck out of here
These beer shits have taken over my entire life.
Why is there bacon in the couch?
Which one have i been cheating ON and which one have i been cheating WITH if i met them the same night & have been dividing time equally?
Randomize
