I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
dude. FULL moustache. it was like getting head from Tom Selleck
I went to go pee and found a strand of your hair wrapped around my penis.
using the left over highlighters from the blacklight party to study for finals. feeling the need to write insert penis here on my econ notes.
But i guess when you use blowjob as a verb you are entitled to some language allowances
that awkward moment when your booty call gets snowed in at your place.
We left around 4am, just after you laid down on your front lawn to take a piss. After 15 mins I said "dude are you still peeing?" you replied "Nope, just laying here with my dick out."
At one point I thought we were going to have to fuck our way out of their apartment
I hope your pay increase has gone through because I might need bail. This is not what I dreamed adulthood would be like.
I approve. Last time I was there, I left E's room to get a drink of water. Found M sitting on the kitchen counter in his boxers hammered and eating a banana. He proceeded to feed me the rest of his banana then went to bed with the lights on. You two will be great.
I know we said we never would. But try fucking a fat guy. He put in so much more effort and then made me waffles.
I took did three shots of fireball and did and handstand. When I stood up some busty slut lead me my the hand down the hall into her dorm room.
But I'm sure your having and "a monumentally better time" repeating the 12th grade
I SHOULD NOT BE HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OVER PIZZA
I found my limit. I will not, in fact, blow my 78 year old professor for an A in his class.
Why can't you just be normal and get dick pics from your exes like everyone else?
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