When I woke up his cat was sleeping on my face and i had scratch marks on my neck. not happy.
only room for one pussy in that bed.
used his ipod to set the mood...1st song was livin on a prayr 2nd song was disco stick
i expected more from guys that i meet at the jersey shore.
you don't remember? you called me at 330 crying because you were in the middle of having sex with corey and forgot his name. all you kept saying was i'm a drunk bitch.
New drinking game: take a shot everytime Jay-Z is played during the NFL draft.
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
Oh my god it's like Minesweeper. I can tell there's sex in three of the four rooms, but which one is the safe one?
I got concerned once i realized you weren't there to hear us having sex. See I do worry about you.
This guy needs to come out; I can feel him sucking my dick from across the room.
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
He put his hand in my cleavage. NOT ON. IN. BETWEEN. NO more gingers
if memory serves, the guy you were hooking up with said he was a slutty skittle.
Idk. It's not appealing to me. Like don't get me wrong, I love ur dick A LOT but I don't want to stare at it on an iPhone screen
stoners and superglue do NOT mix
I mean, how am I going to build a relationship on trust if he finds out I roofied him?
my boobs just made me lose a game of beer pong. the balls hit them, bounced off and into the cup. twice. ive never been so disappointed in them.
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