After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
So one buddy got tackled at the urinals by national guard members and was arrested. Another had sex in a port o potty with possibly the drunkest girl I've ever encountered. The rest of us blacked out and won a few bets. So yes, the derby did meet our expectations.
I don't know how much more of summer my liver can take.
I made him go down on me for 40 mins then pretended to pass out. I swear, I'm like a boy.
So roofie roulette was a success but I'm a little worried that the 2 who got the tainted beer still haven't contacted anyone...
I was just told that i'm a premature cuddler. . . What does that even mean?
Whatever it is you failed
If he can forgive your lousy blowjobs, you can ignore his terrible driving.
To sum up. The glass blower from the ren faire ate me out last night. Best ever. Go find yourself an artisan.
It's 3:30pm, I've been out of bed for an hour and spent most of that barfing. We're switching to beer next debate.
I'm glad you have such faith in my ability to find the worst situations with my vagina.
I will forever remember this as The Great Jalepeno Cock Burn of 2014.
Apparently she "missed me" and the only logical solution was to fuck my brother.
The only thing I remember is the 300 pound man breaking ur railing from sliding down it at 3 am. Must of been a good night.
Our fake lesbian relationship is better than her real relationship. Bitch be jealous
We hooked up and he sent me home with a plant and skittles lmao
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