yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
I feel like i'm in the derek zoolander school for kids who can't read good.
im sober playing flip cup. its like cheating.
he wanted to have me eat skittles off of his body. he mad gay sex even gayer.
this text is just filler to avoid a lull in the conversation
New plan, instead of sleeping with her, I'm just going to use her to sleep with the entire sorority.
Somewhere along the night we ended up at a food lion giving jello shots to high school girls.
If I ever die and svu has to come to my murder scene make sure they know I don't wear underwear always so it might not be as bad as they think
dude, you declined head because you wanted to tell her about how you put cinnamon in your weed. also, we're low on Chef Boyardee
I am gathering blankets and bags of horse grain to pad my truck bed so I have a comfy place to crash when I get home, without the inconvenience of stairs. Or doors. Or walking. But with the refreshing scent of molasses.
So... In conclusion, do I bring my vibrator and risk not only having it getting taken out at security, but also exposing my dad to my neon green vibrator, or just leave it here?
I should've left when he told me that he only smoked crack by accident once
I'm touching everything in your apartment with my penis.
You're up at 3AM, right? I have a very important question.
You know the Wendy's on route 6, by Kohls? Do you know if it has a drive through?
Yes it does.
According to the rule of quantum porn mechanics, the mere thought of something kinky causes it to exist. So out there, somewhere, there is already riddler/smurf porn...
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