I know the vomits not mine cause its on my back.
I love my penis, it thinks for me sometimes
I may only be a second year med student but I feel very confident in calling that a micropenis.
He somehow managed to bang-mail me last night. I woke up this morning to a voicemail from 1:54 a.m. of moaning and screaming. I now know how talented he is and how annoying I am to have sex with.
I inspected his penis with a mini flashlight to check for visible stds...he was clean
what part of what i said meant "bring a bowl"
"bouncy castle"
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
Someone had Captain Morgan and orange juice at the same moment I lost my hangover and I just had to give it a try.
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
If he survived pride he can survive a gay bar
Pretty sure I used toilet water to wash vomit off my face last night...
There is nothing wrong with watching parks and rec all day then getting blackout drunk by night
We turned his nipples into a drinking game.
All I know is when I asked you how many fingers I was holding up, you said "Hippo"
she compared me favorably to her vibrator
which one?
Randomize
