I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
i think the next time he gets me off i'm going to scream bangarang
ru fi oooo
You know that it's no longer pregaming if you don't go anywhere, right? That's just drinking alone.
I just took went to the bathroom and it smelt like blue curococo... I didn't flush yet so head on up if you wanna know what a good night smells like.
hey, i'm all for honesty but let's not get carried away
We started hooking up and a group of freshmen outside my window started chanting my name. Encouraging yet distracting
everyone at work keeps looking at me like they know I got the herp this weekend
I was going to make out with him...then he licked syrup off the kitchen floor.
Really stoned me is having a very serious, intent conversation with my mom about egg rolls and koolaid flavors.
I just took the batteries out of the xbox remote so she could replace the dead ones in her vibrator If that's not love I don't know what is
On the upside, no one went to the hospital! Lex's friend was definitely on fire at one point last night though because he tried to juggle tiki torches. He was shirtless this morning and smelled like a BBQ.
The only good thing about the sex was that he finally cracked the spot on my back that's been hurting.
It was a glorious ass. He has amazing hands. I want to fuck him until he can't do math anymore.
Just slather his penis with BBQ sauce
Cmon. I wasn't that bad.
You stumbled ass first into the litter box, and everytime we tried to get you to move you said " if I fits. I sits."
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