we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
Wish you were here....
And I wish your mouth was around my cock, but that never happens, does it?
We just shotgunned beers for America
Want me to give your number to an army recruiter?
I don't know... do you want me to use your number to sell used gay porn on Craigslist?
I sense beginning a prank war would end badly for both of us.
He makes this seasoned whore feel like a novice. I've met the one.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
I vaguely remember having a cowboy explain his belt buckle to me in the bathroom hallway
I love being high. The owl outside stopped who-ing and I could swear I just heard someone say, "Okay, that's a wrap!"
i just had diarrhea that people from the 1930's would have died from
WELL I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS POSSIBLE TO COME SO HARD YOU HAVE AN ASTHMA ATTACK BUT HERE I AM
Same encounter she body slammed me to the floor and than humped me
immediately after sex he started talking to me about nerdy stuff he meant to text me earlier, I'm completely smitten
I'll text you tomorrow when I'm not in someone's torture cave if I don't by noon call for help.
He’s older
Like “has a job and pays his bills” older or “still watches porn on DVD because he can’t figure out the Internet” older?
You don't need yoga. You need a boyfriend! Trust me I've become all sorts of flexible this past year.
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