I want to come over to your house, give you money for liquor, fuck you, and then kick it untill I have to go home. Was that blatent enough for you?
she looked like the before picture.
Woke up in a closet. I'm not drinking till summer.
fine. I googled it. you have to eat 5 to die so apparently I'm in the clear.
Totally just asked Dad if I needed to show the real estate guy my tits so he would let us buy the house. I've really got to work on that filtering thing.
The one from last night got me a whole floor of Eskimo Brothers. There was a celebration of high fiving as I left
Found a pint glass in my snow pants.
You sucked on the drag queens heel. It got that rough.
The bouncers kicked us out around 3 so we went to the grocery store flasks in hand and asked them to turn up their music...
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
Just at the gym drinking. We call it treadmillcolada
U can be a future sentaor's wife if you want. I'm happy with "closet lesbian", "tech prof".and "masters degree" all rolled into one. Drunken bar escapades pay off.
You don't understand. There's baclava and there's post sex baclava. You can't compare the two.
We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead. I just rolled off and tapped out. Done-zo
My professor is wearing skinny jeans, orange socks and just said penetration. I don't know what to think
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