you were licking his little sister's watercolors and trying to paint with your tongue.
His car is carseat is compatible. I checked while we were banging in the back seat...
I mean if she was naked in my room I would talk to her
He kept insisting that I was going to have an orgasm but it just felt like he was rubbing sand paper on my vagina
how did i get to the car and why are my shoes broken
if you are still a virgin by winter break we are throwing an aztec themed sacrifice the virgin party
I made this pact with my vagina, though. No more heartless fuckery.
What I'm trying to say is, that time you chained me to my dresser and made me beg for it was incredibly romantic.
She keeps asking if I've seen him... For the last time YES... IN MY BED LAST FRIDAY NIGHT AND THEN AGAIN SATURDAY MORNING
Also one of my neighbors is blasting "pumped up kicks" and possibly butchering some chickens
We were like ok let's be eachothers maid of honor and then you were like "ok see you at the wedding" and walked away
He asked me to come stay with him so he could "see that ass and watch Harry Potter."
It stopped being casual for me when I waxed my vagina for you
If you don't respond in the next 30min, I'm going to assume your in a sex coma, in jail, or dead... All of which I've become accustomed to, and will follow the appropriate channels of notification once you notify me.
Are you alone?
No, but I have to leave him in my bed while I go on this date.
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