It's a sad day when you have to slightly move your fupa to shave.
The more I throw up, the more I am remembering exactly what I drank last night...in order.
you sang the finger bang song from south park while fingering me. needless to say, kind of a turn off.
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
I would also like to inform you that I can no longer lay on my back because my tailbone is bruised from the nightstand. Good job.
and then she judged me for using my bra as a potholder. hard times my friend, welcome to college.
I smoked a bowl while he ate me out, you need to change your major to match making asap. You are a guru of love.
You were carrying around a milk crate, randomly putting it down calling out 'praise be to the milk gods' and making people pray to it.
Reunion weekend was a success. Had 3 ex's inside my vag. Hat trick!
Yuck. My throat feels like someone chucked a couple of Maltov cocktails down it and finished it off with a super soaker filled with Jameson.
Ohh man. That was a snatch-waxer with a score to settle.
I want you to get off the plane and get directly into my pants
Really I don't care what we're doing or watching. Your penis spends way too much time outside of my body.
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You spent twenty minutes waxing poetic about her ass and her thighs
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