its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
i'm surrounded by gay midgets. not sure if i'm bragging or asking you to come rescue me. wait for follow up.
idk, i just don't think periods are something you can catch in a little cup.
I woke up and we were making out. So the good news is that after two years off the market, I haven't lost a step. I'm picking up girls in my sleep now.
We've shared an experience, my friend. I, too, have talked on the phone with a parent while giving a handjob
The one from last night got me a whole floor of Eskimo Brothers. There was a celebration of high fiving as I left
ugh... I can't wait for campus to get back. Then everyone will have other things to try to have sex with besides me.
He pulled his pants down and said blow me, while passing out on my bed. I then pulled his pants up as he continuously started moaning in the background.
It looks like a tornado ripped through our living room and scattered clothes everywhere.
Count the bras. It was a category 3 whorenado ... I convinced the lesbians to come back to the apartment for a bottle of wine.
We opted you as the sacrificial dick tonight. We need our patron cafe. Go make some moves.
Why are there jello shots in the kitchen drawer?
you weren't there so I had to flirt with him on your behalf
My first love was gay too, it's okay.
I was walking out of the bar when he said I'll see you later and I said I'll see you in my dreams and then fell face first and broke my nose
Don't care if they even pay me; I lifeguard for the fringe benefits -- free tourist vagina in the Hilton jacuzzi every single night
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