But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
I woke up wearing just my underwear and a headlamp at a different house than I remember passing out at. I told you irish car bombs are not made with an entire guinness.
Its piss that you smell... I borrowed that shirt last week. Sooo, wanna grab some laundry soap on your way home? And good luck on your date.
it was like, one of those nights where you keep going back to the fridge because you just can't get full. except, with sex.
I'm pretty sure it all started going downhill last night when they suggested I see how much sambuca I could fit in my mouth
It's raining. Will need ride home and blow job.
she brought my homemade cookies with condoms taped to the box... im in love
sooo I am sorta kinda using your name as my stripper stage name.
The sad thing was my husband told her its ok to make out with me. Bar Tuesdays will live on regardless.
Also topless tea is a thing that happens in our apartment. Ready yourself.
It kind if looked like a strap-on dressed up for Halloween.
I just squirted in your honor. It's like pouring one out for the beautiful sex partnership that could have been
So I got cockblocked by our relationship status last night
Thrres cinnamon everywgte. Plead cine get me
I’d clean the kitchen before making food. Mark “rang in the New Year” with some rando in there last night
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