the party was called freshmen disorientation. i was just following the theme
It's just a matter of time. The ball is in my court. Soon to be in her mouth.
Swallowing. Like you said. Lions. Always.
We fucked in my basement while hiding from the cops.. And now his Facebook picture is him and others holding up there MIP's in front of my house.. I feel obligated to add him as a friend.
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
Hows the party lookin?
At a live sex show right now. Not sure about the employee party
k. The important thing is we are going out. You are stones. I am mildly hallucenating.
All I can think of is a mama duck followed by her baby ducks, in brightly colored track shoes.
How high are you?
it wasn't a total waste of time; I mean how often do you get to play scotch pong?
.....fair enough
I'm not letting you use my bathroom unsupervised anymore. You peed in the sink thinking it was a urinal...
An orgasm and grocery shopping is the appropriate start to every Monday.
I mean you can one up her. Instead of ruining friendships you can ruin marriages.
I'm shaking a cocktail while in bed. Is that bad?
It's a race to see if I finish the bottle first or my homework
Best single mom victory - getting eaten out in my dodge caravan in the hospital parkade at midnight.Three words: screaming multiple orgasms.
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