She asked me how I live with myself. I told her one night at a time.
Mass texted booty calls to all the guys I've hooked up with this year to commemorate the end of the semester.
She kept biting his ear when he was talking to people, that was only 3 drinks in...
I'll just dance on top of the ping pong table, and if it's stable enough for that, then it's stable enough for sex
Call me when you get back form court. Hopefully its not later than noon. Just remember..win or lose we still booze.
I left after my shirt got dropped in the toilet thinking that there was absolutely no good that could happen the rest of the evening. I hear I was very wrong.
I had to keep telling myself 'you can't be mad at him because you peed on him'
Okay so for future reference and your own safety I should probably tell you that it is not cranberry juice in that bottle on the kitchen table.
i wonder if cab drivers are trained in the art of delivering girls back to their dorms on Saturday mornings. because mine was so nice that he dropped me off at the back of my building so no one would see me.
I think I may have accidentally stepped in fire
I vaguely remember a pregnant lady reaching for my penis. When was I in an elevator?
He was literally going down on me and giving me a foot rub AT THE SAME TIME. What more can I ask for?
You walked up to a random girl on the street and asked her for a bite of her pizza...
If my dick was big enough to fuck the eye of a hurricane, I would.
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
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