They past out watching a re-run of the 1984 presidential debate on cspan
I just saw him at the bookstore and all I could think about was him licking your ass
I passed out on my porch last night. I'm still making it to class. This is what growing up means.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
I'm sorry I put you in the washing machine. I honestly thought you would fit.
As a general rule, drunkenness and gymnastics do not mix.
What's that word that means bigger and smaller and bigger and smaller, again?
Goddamn it, Jaime, it's 4am. Throbbing. The word is throbbing.
I knew it was on when he was dancing on stage and I gave him a dollar so in return he ripped my tit out of my shirt and started sucking on it IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BAR.
He's getting me an energy drink and said good morning beautiful. He must sense i'm cutting him off from the sex.
On a completely different note: my hookup and i are now in a semester GPA competition. Winner gets froyo and sexual favors. School just got interesting.....
Come get your pancakes and take a nap in my boobs.
We had sex while watching the republican debate. I'm not sure how he maintained an erection watching Donald Trump speak.
You told your boyfriend he needed to fuck you in the tree because it would make you guys one with nature.
Did he?
Cheyanne in woods. Ducks attacked. My toe is bleeding. We are gpsing our way home on foot. No worries
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