She came to work with 6 additional layers of make-up, playing every Nickelback song about explicit teen sex, and with a dozen twinkies she bet she could finish without chewing any. I'm investing in a rape whistle.
if someoen knew that someone accidentally drunkly kissed your boyfriend would you want them to tell you/?
followup question: what if both somones were me?
What happened to the watermelon?
You fucked it.
When he was fingering me, it felt/looked like he was digging around for pocket change.
she both took care of me and took advantage of me. it was BEAUTIFUL.
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
I held his ankles while he hung off the top bunk attempting to get my pillow that fell off.
That makes the second boyfriend of hers that I've fucked. I'm gonna start keeping an eye on every guy she even speaks to. Girl is my sexual rabbit's foot.
You said your legs stopped working and then pulled yourself around the floor with your hands.
That explains the wood chips stuck in my nipples.
I just stood up and am wasted. I think I just admitted to my mom that I am trying to fuck everyone in New York because they're skinny and ethnically ambiguous. Meanwhile, happy hour isn't over yet.
Yeah, this dress is irreparably whorey. I've resigned myself to being a family scandal.
I woke up to him yelling "WHO SLEEPS WITH A BEER IN THEIR HAND?!?" this of course, startled me awake and made me spill the aforementioned beer. So I guess the a answer is- not this girl, not anymore. Asshole
What should I say back?
Well, how do you want the conversation to go?
Straight into my pants.
She kissed me, then said "mmm your face tastes like it needs my pussy on it."
The morning after your company Xmas party and that moment you're eating a block of cheese in bed wearing a sequin blazer and recalling all the details of your one night stand with a coworker who happened to start that day...fuck.
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