Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
Hey, what are you up to?
Drinking wine with the guys and watching 7 Pounds.
Looking back I guess I could have changed that to beer and Die Hard.
it's like sucking your thumb. only its not yours. and its a penis.
Pooping in your heated bathroom to the sound of rain and instrumental guitar might be the greatest experience ever.
Same, I didn't even get to be tarzan this summer
I just wanted to yell " i am not a shake weight!!"
We had a long talk in which he told me he respects me more than any other girl. 30 minutes later, I got a facial.
Turns out getting tied up to two door handles and forced to repeatedly cum is actually a really good ab workout.
Its not even 10am and we are talking about what guys assholes we would finger.
Let's get really high and wear fake mustaches and try not to laugh at each other...
The best part about passing out on the floor was the fact that when I pissed myself, I didn't piss the bed again.
In the middle of me riding him, he stopped me and said "You're the kind of person who would be restrained for being obnoxiously drunk on an airplane, huh?"
Is using cherry lube as jam shameful or hilarious
It was like 10 tiny penises being shoved in my vagina.
It was platonic naked porno viewing, I swear.
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