I meant the "stage" gay, Not the "bend me over and call me Gary" gay.
you proceeded to suck on ur pinkie saying it reminded you of chris and you wanted him badly
I cannot stress to you how much better your current situation is than listening to gay sex
So, I picked up my 7 ft tall lamp post and used it to close my door. I feel quite accomplished.
Yes, you did come over last night. You also tried to give my dog a blowjob. You got rejected.
The world is my kaleidiscope. I see whatever the alcohol wants me to.
After Thursday my breakup "don't screw anybody out of respect" month will be over and I will be set loose. My pussy is purring with anticipation.
According to this USDA thing I just read, I should either get upper respiratory issues or begin to bleed from my nose and mouth.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
I was smelling my bathroom to make sure it didn't reek of weed...I spaced out and realized I was face to the wall sniffing it for 5 minutes.
I gave you the craziest sex experiences of your life, the least you could do is let me keep the sweater.
Well I'm going to hell. But I'm going after multiple orgasms.
I feel like a drive thru vagina
I'm chasing my vodka with snickers.
GOOD MORNING! This is your wake up call! Just incase this text wasn't enough, I had sex on your bed last night while you were drunk hitting on my sister. Dan jizzed on your pillow! We rubbed it on both sides! Now get up and go to class!
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