his cum shot went directly into his bellybutton. felt like i was playin ski ball
I slept with him to see his dog one last time
I'm at your house, laying with your dog, eating taco meat, take your time.
Went to the wedding reception, and he left with ALL of the brides maids phone numbers. I don't know how he does it either.
If graduating leads me to stop getting naked at inappropriate times in public places I'm going to be pissed
All i remember about last night is holding a bottle of bacardi and screaming challenge accepted!
So the night ended when we tried making fireworks out of gunpowder and oregano. You can figure out how that went.
My class coordinator for bio told us that the only thing we should do the night before an exam is to get laid. And then party down after the exam. I like him.
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
somehow this went from sexting to explaining my eating disorder.
you never know what sharing a kayak could lead to
It's true
Glad I can drunkenly remember to not get tomatoes on my Mexican pizza but can't tell a guy to keep his hands off my ass
Well just give me the address, I'll bring the bourbon. If they let that into mental institutions
The first time he ever tried to hold my hand, I moon walked away.
million dollar idea: razor dispensers in bar bathrooms. your welcome, girls who didn't think they were getting laid tonight.
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