So I think I just got a job offer from the guy I used to blow. See, networking pays off.
Yea. I think between making the bride puke, feeling up the maid of honor, and sleeping with a bridesmaid. I did my part.
Don't make me out to be the bad guy. You practically MADE me cum on your food.
lesson learned: don't narrate out loud about how a girl is giving you head while she's doing it
triple team girl just facebook chatted me. do i tell her i had a nice time?
and PS, please don't fuck in the corn maze, k?
Sorry, not ignoring you.. We broke open the other piñata left from cinco de mayo and it was filled with condoms, mini booze bottles, and those little party horn things you blow into. You'll forgive me when we're fucking for days with all these free condoms.
An don't say it's "personal preference" cause I don't buy it. I just want to have normal cool guy balls. I don't want to be the dude that's still rocking the equivalent of the "mid 90's bowl cut" of scrotum haircuts.
"You can go raw dog up in me". Exact words. I can't decide whether to run, or fuck. Help.
I just got a voicemail from some strange woman with a Russian accent. Are you ok?
I have a cat for love and a booty call for sex. What else could I need?
she was concerned about my dick piercings.
I booty texted him nothing but three exclamation points at 3:05am and he was in my bed 17 minutes later, lest you think punctuation is not important.
I just mixed tangerine juice with sauv blanc. on an unrelated note, my episide of intervention is slated to run in April.
And my butt misses you like the deserts miss the rain.
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