i can now get sex on a playground off my list of things to do in life.
My number went up to seventeen today. I forgot to add my random hookup on a sailboat.
for a minute I thought I needed to put on pants to go get a burrito, but then I remembered I'm in college
It's not that drunk me is smarter; it's that sober me is secretly playing for the other team.
I feel like I just tasted lung cancer.
It's my vagina- remember its magical and yes I just did mini spirit fingers
I gasped. Both pairs of lips did.
I'm confident that their children would come out as 100% authentic rats
My only positive piece of news is that my roommate is moving home for the summer, so our stress-relief sex will be much easier to get away with.
Just got road head. In broad daylight. On the interstate. During rush hour. Pushing the envelope one public bj at a time.
I can't even spell what he said he was on. And I had to call 4 people before someone had heard of it.
I woke up with a black eye and a buttplug...not sure I really want to know what happened.
Hypothetically speaking, at what point does fire become too much fire?
I. Love. Skype. Sex.
I think it's just been too long since actual dick has been inside you that you only THINK you love skype sex
Finally hooked up with Ryan. Now I know why they call him “Beast Mode”. So. Many. Orgasms.
Randomize
