like i told you yesterday: virgins, blood, my name. do it.
Omg. Budweiser tramp-stamp sighting @ Wal-mart. Best tattoo EVAR.
he screamed my twitter name while we were having sex.
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
Dude it was weird. The strippers vagina tasted kind of like your mother's.
So where are we on this whole, you write my paper...i do sexual favors situation?
I told him "thank you for wearing a turtleneck yesterday, I no longer have a strong erg to have sex with you. " He is no longer speaking to me.
Also, putting laundry hampers on my head and pretending I'm an astronaut is a good way to get caught in every door frame in the house.
would it be mean if I put better with the lights off on my sex playlist just for my hook up with him?
Lets go hit some boners bro!
I appreciate the acceptance and inclusion, but that's not how we gay men talk.
I don't know what to say to that. All I know is my vagina is trying to jump through the phone.
He deadlifted me and I came just a little at the apex
Per my usual Thursday, I blacked out and slept on the stairs.
I'm writing to thank you for your never ending commitment to my orgasms and also to apologize if any physical harm was done due to your impressive efforts. Hopefully the sex and post sex pizza made up for it.
I'm pretty sure I smell like alcoholism and shame. And it's not a pretty scent.
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