We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
I'm glad you talked me out of that flying penis tattoo.
I probably should have cut it off when he started putting queso on my nipples, but within ten minutes I was a self-serve burrito bar.
we boned then he told me that he had a thing for my gay roommate. worst night ever
Rubbed one out while on hold to buy tickets to Disneyland. Feel simultaneously like a freak and strangely productive.
WHATEVER CLASS IS PLAYING "TOOT IT AND BOOT IT" AT 8:30 IN THE MORNING, I WANT IN.
I feel like fucking him is something we all do but don't want to admit to. like masturbating or peeing in the shower
Her throat is strong enough to gargle peanut butter. I'm sure you were satisfied.
That birthday blow job you ordered came in the mail today. I suggest you hurry home.
He was pretty handsy. Told me I tasted like smoke. Good think he tasted that and not the stomach acid I just puked not ten minutes before.
It's getting harder and harder to fake orgasms as I get older.
So many weird people in this class. I can practically taste their unwanted virginities. They taste bad.
You know you turned your life around when your drunk eating salad at 3 am on a Friday night
Not at all! I'll let your potential employer know you have a huge dick
they gave me money. the money smells like weed. also they gave me weed
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