But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
Literally like 10 people walking in my building talking about how much they hate draco
I sware she could use her own nose as a dildo.
i think i gave myself a perma-hangover. or god just hates me.
I can do anything tonight that doesnt involve an erection.
I wish I could save this moment forever and have sex with it regularly. Its just tht beautiful.
shes a baton twirler.. i expected her to be better with her hands.
Thats the last thing I remember and then I woke up in this Dutch kids dorm and he was taking a picture of me while I was sleeping
At some point I'd like to figure out how the weird kid from sociology ended up on my couch naked hugging what appears to be some sort of clothing....seriously it's creeping me out
He has in a pan: ten pieces of bacon, two cloves of garlic, an egg (not scrambled or hard boiled, just an egg) and frozen corn.
I threw up sweet potatoes. Worst thing to throw up ever. They came back mashed.
I don't know his last name, but he's in phone as Pat the conqueror.
He just pulled out my weave during sex....needless to say I'm embarrassed and in need of another shot pronto
"Plot twist... I'm straight."
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