its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
Im drinking a beer thats called vuuve which is boobs in begian. I think my life is complete.
All four of us managed to throw up in the same bathroom at different times during the night. I think we'll get along great living together.
yo your bro wants to know what time he got home and were you hosing him off
he ate me out on his front porch at dawn. i orgasmed when the sun began to rise. most romantic morning booty call ever.
I asked if he wanted to come over and he said he was busy. Then I sent him a pic of me in the bath with the bottle of wine I already finished and all of a sudden he was free. Booty calls are too easy.
Just warning you the last time I had captain Morgan I gave a blow job to a guy that looked like Jesus.
Singing high school musical songs with an old Russian woman I met on the bus. What are you doing?
I slept with an Israeli and a Palestinian in the same day. It feels wrong.
And think got sick again from going outside naked. Word to all females...don't try the naked trench coat thing.
I can't relate, I like my boobs roaming free like a wild animal, and I occasionally let them devour small children
You tried paying your tab with the coaster
You danced?!
I just jiggle to the beat like a sexy lava lamp
have fuck
*fun
actually forget it have a fuck too it'll do you good
I dunno about you, but I consider getting eaten out on the porch of a houseboat in -30c in a bridesmaids dress a northern right of passage
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