Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
Lonely and bored. Am I allowed to play Dance Dance Revolution by myself?
part of me always dies a little when i go to the "2 women seeking 1 man" section in craigslist's casual encounters to find nothing there. it's tragic
My vag wants to play a game of hungry hungry hippos with your cock.
i found a twelve pack under my bed. and a six pack in my closet. I'm like a fucking alcoholic squirrel.
It's like, I'm the official vagina for that DJ group
I do have sympathy for you. It's just not going to manifest as a blow job.
Can you pinpoint the moment you decided it was acceptable to trade blow jobs for beers or was it a gradual slide?
Its only.eleven and we are already chasing a man on a bike with a bag full of burger king
well one of us has to be wrong and it's not going to be me
Literally the only clue I have to try and figure out my blackout adventures is a draft on twitter that just says "Mummies alive!"
I slapped him but he didn't wake up. He just nuzzled my head, hugged me closer, and smiled.
Ive got small boobs, but they sure do like to pop out and party with the big dogs.
I thought one was bad but really there are two woman stupid enough to marry our brother...unreal
fucking him is like fucking old faithful. you could set your watch by his orgasms.
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