school has made you so classy.
that's mcgill. producing sluts since 1884.
I wish i could tell a story about guys I know without the phrase "and then I blew him." coming up.
i used the pictures of vaginas in your biology book to jack off.
His whole family saw that I had cum in my hair once they turned on the blacklight at the bowling alley. You should have seen his mother's face.
We stayed in and smoked weed and watched Dreamgirls. We made each other's vaginal lips sing the songs. Mine was Beyonce, hers was Jamie Foxx. I think this is one of those times you're jealous you're not an awesome lesbian.
I had some like war flashbacks of giving someone a handjob and i was trying to figure out who it was.
I'm currently bartering with this guy so I can fuck his bi girlfriend. We're at 5 pizzas and he gets to watch us make-out.
We're on a cock hunt. Everything is fair game.
If you hook up with a kid and the next day he breaks up with his girlfriend, those can be seen as two completely unrelated incidents right?!
Worrying about "What smells like cat pee?" is so much easier than worrying about "What am I doing with my life?"
Names, who you're caught in bed with, both minor details
I'm bored enough im considering taking up his offer to turn me straight just to kill time until the lasagna is out of the oven
I promised her I would shit on your driveway. There's nothing that you or I can do about it now.
My dad is sitting where you rode me
maybe you should have closed the porn before you gave the professor your computer to hook up to the projector?
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