like what am i supposed to say "im thinking of how bad that sex was"?
dude smells like cheese burgers and loose women...... i want his life
new level of vanity: sex dreams about deep throating myself...
she moaned out jack bauer's name while i was banging her...
if he wont fuck me on the stairamster then i dont think theres much XXX shit going down
I officially lit my glove on fire while lighting the bong. Winter needs to end.
I woke up and took my shirt off, and there was what I was assume to be pieces of tree in my chest hair. Any ideas about that one?
There should be an app that tazers me in my pocket when I'm spending too much money at the bar. Take a hint, Android Network. You slut.
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
That moment when you notice a tiny IR camera pointing at you, in your bed, at the apartment you found on Craigslist.
He's such a neat freak that he started making the bed while I was still laying on it naked. He succeed in case you were wondering.
At least you didn't wake up next to your professor who then proceeded to cancel class via phone while still inside of me.
Gave her a puke bucket just in case. She filled the bottom of it with tears. Super sad. Although I am super proud she didn't puke. That was a lot of Fireball.
Wow dude wow that's sad man so sad. I dno't event wanna massturbate anymore due to teh sadness
He’s disease free and drives a Porsche. What else does a girl need?
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