Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
She needs to learn what's it like to have sex with someone and regret it the next day.
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
I have realized now that neither the top nor bottom of a bunk bed is safe for sex....
Its official. Iv'e been kicked out of a bar in every state. I would like to take my job and travel time for allowing this to happen.
Is it mean that I just sent him a pic of my tits with the header, "say bye bye?"
There are topless girls riding the lawn flamingos. I win.
thing about being the result of a teen pregnancy is that all my baby pictures are of my mom and dad holding me around their stoned college friends.
Drunk life lesson just learned the hard way: do not try to play hump the great dane. He may take you up on it.
We played table tennis, but used tv remotes taped to our foreheads instead of paddles. Every time your opponent scored you took a shot. I'm the current champion as of last night.
Idk my boobs are big but i dont think theyre hide a flask in them big..
That isn't the worst part. It got a bazillion times more awkward when he read me a poem he wrote about his dead cat.
Cheyanne in woods. Ducks attacked. My toe is bleeding. We are gpsing our way home on foot. No worries
You know when your cat drags a dead bird into the the house as a present and drops it at your feet looking all pleased because it thinks you'll be pleased? That's what sex with him was like.
Alone, in the dark, eating tacos and drinking vodka. Who's apartment is this?
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