It's almost like sex with her has gotten boring... like it's still good, but the creativity is lacking... it's times like these that i wish she still wanted me to gag her
The meeting is at the same hotel we go to for sex. Avoiding eye contact with all the staff there.
He has a landing strip. I repeat he has shaven himself a landing strip. HELPPPP!
Next test. Underwater blowjob. If you fail...out of water blow job
in case you were wondering, even a BJ under a blanket on the back of a bus only lifts a 14-hour bus ride to borderline tolerable.
Just so you know the unusual amount of skittles on your floor is entirely your own fault. You bought me 20 bags of them while I was high.
Just made a bong out of a pineapple. So yes.. And champagne is about to be popped
She's like the King Midas of sexual confusion. Everything she touches turns to gay.
You mowed a straight line through three yards because you were, and I fucking quote, "In the zone." I think they know.
Hey I can officially say I made out with a drug lord.
Can you repeat that, but with context?
Should I apologize for the loud sex I had in his living room? Because I'm not going to.
Definitely not.
I feel like I smell like bad decisions
My diet fell off the wagon when I began texting the pizza delivery guy my location on frat row.
I just don't understand what you plan on accomplishing there except for losing all vestiges of post-freshman year dignity
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