I just took a dump by candlelight. I feel like a pilgrim.
Sex should be hot, sweaty, messy, and a little painful. At no point should it involve tiny rocks
He snuck into my grandmothers house, broke her lamp, fucked me, then had breakfast with us the next morning. I am an awful granddaughter.
there is a dude in the bar with no arms getting fed beers by his friends
Getting a vibrator would be like waving the white flag of surrender in this war against my vagina and its hormone army.
I would seriously fuck her so hard, her contacts would pop out of her eyes.
Peeling duct tape off of my dick is definitely one of the stranger sensations that I've experienced.
And I told him that even though were not together, if he has sex with anyone I would have sex with someone else, video tape it and send it to him.
Did I tell you I bit someone's arm for you last night
He called me skinny, I broke his garbage disposal, then denied him sex. Normal second date etiquette.
See this is where I mess up.. I get distracted by the option of consistent sex and free beer
then I ended up getting a lapdance from my TA...I love college.
I just wrote a self loathing message to self, wrapped my credit card in it, put it in an envelope, sealed it with another hate messame, and put it in my lock box. So. That's where I'm at.
What part of the grouping of the words "anal beads" confuses you?
Just once, can I please come back to a room that doesn't smell like beer and cum?
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