I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
I went down on her for at least a half hour, She loved it, so I thought she'd recip. She said "I only do that if I know I'm getting something out of it."
SHUT IT DOWN.
I'm playing the Jersey Shore drinking game by myself at my mom's house. Things like this are not okay after college.
i wanna give whoever invented massage chairs a blow job.
No she hasen't showed up to my place yet, last I heard she was puking as she was walking without stopping near the park.
I've hooked up with six guys in my ethics class next semester...I feel like I've failed already
I hope they realize that to me "collecting their mail" is synonymous with "fucking in every room in their house, and twice in the party shower."
That's the point dumbass, I can't use my boss as a reference cause they'd have to fucking call him in prison.
If we're single and alone together, the fuck angels shall sing upon our nude bodies.
Highlight of the weekend: getting roundhouse kicked in the dick while switching from reverse cowgirl.
Who the fuck gets injured on a merry-go-round? HOW IS IT POSSIBLE??
We need to stop going on dates to the strip club.
I went down on her on the dining room table. That should count for something.
That was my first party and they were so suprised that this little freshman girl was a FUCKING BEER PONG QUEEN.
I just found your "it's drinking time" note in my chem notes. Why did this never happen??
I was waiting for you to find it...I'll be over in 5
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