He is such a gentleman, he paid for my plan b
I GPSed you we're an hour and 14min away from each other
and it's going to stay that way
i was like a deer caught in headlights with its coke-dick hanging out
at the bar. watching boys pee in urinals. when they come out we give them a thumbs up or a thumbs down. probbb shouldn't prop the bathroom door open with a bar stool....
I'm really sorry we tried to have sex on top of you last night.
She needs to learn she only fits into our friendship as a DD.
should my break up email to my English professor be in MLA format?
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
Trust me at the end of the night there will be queso smothered places you didn't think it could be smothered
I immediately regret the tequila decision.
The chances of me making out with someone next weekend are about the same as me not remembering it.
All she has to do is text me and my dick gets hard. She asked how my day was going and it got hard.
Three times. Three times I left home yesterday in search for sex, and three times I returned un-orgasmed.
Bug bite on my vagina. I think we need to stop this 'sex in awesome places campaign.'
Randomize
