I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
Considering he believes im part of the 2016 us curling team id say hes pretty drunk
you kept running around the room with a flask shouting "so much room for activities!" then someone tripped you and you passed out
Just called my mom. She definitely saw all those fb statuses so thanks for that.
Haha did she know what fisting meant?
Yeah. Which is upsetting in itself
Do you want the really bad news or the bad news? Or do you want it in chronological order?
Whatever. It was high school. Back then I'd blow anyone who had enough room between their chest and their steering wheel for my head to fit.
the head trauma was worth the blowjob.
He said I went to go sit outside and is promised I wouldn't leave he brings me a chair and I'm gone. He found me stumbling a half mile away in my socks
Speaking of ejaculate, did you get the side of your car cleaned off?
After you bought Jesus' name tag off him at the Mexican restaurant you commenced to stumbling around the lobby showing anybody who would listen what would Jesus do.
Stop giving me tequila.
Id have to say flaming beer pong was a royal success.
The other night he asked if I had a condom and I said I had an IUD. and he goes OMG A BOMB?
Shut up. You had me at killer robots. Your place or mine?
Was that before, or after strip tac toe.....
If I don’t find a quality dick soon I’m going to beg the neighbor for another threesome with her and her husband. It’s like Covid killed all the quality penis Vegas normally has
Randomize