Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
i want to cheat with him just to show his girlfriend what a terrible person he is.
1. my parents still have sex. 2. being a screamer runs in the family. 3. so much so that i can tell what number of orgasms she's on. 4.so looks like i'm stuck outside a while
you were standing in two feet of water, screaming at people walking by to "call river rescue".
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
he just texted me saying he needs a place to stay for the night. pretty sure i just got booty called to my own house...
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
In sex ed. they really need to include a lesson on saying tampon in foreign languages, just in case.... Trying to ask the woman at the reception desk, who barely speaks English, for one just turned into an awkward game of charades.
I don't think you understand what laundry day means. I am wearing a swimsuit as underwear and my spanish club tshirt from junior high
this hospital has no fireball
Dude the little bong I just got fits nicely in the cup holder in my car. The gods approve of my habits.
I woke up at 3:30 this morning to pee. Luckily, I didn't have to travel far as I was asleep in my CLOSET on my yoga mat. Good news is I had a pillow...
It makes me feel all patriotic & free... And borderline diabetic.
Once the overwhelming "oh god my crotch is on fire" wears off, that excite stuff is really nice
At one point in the night, as we were running from the cops, I clearly remember you yelling "little gnomes are tickling the insides of my body!" ...that high.
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