I just put lube in Matt's bellybutton. He looks unhappy.
No stds, not pregs, and lost two pounds. I'd call that a successful two years of grad school.
I don't care if he's straight, his cock will be in my mouth by midnight. Like a closeted Cinderella.
I petted my head, told my hair it felt beautiful and needed to be let free. Then pulled out my pony tail. Cheers to weed. I lose.
Yea, I had a chaperone thankfully. I'm in the fetal position attempting to eat captain crunch now.
Kurt said to text you and encourage you to come out tonight. Encourage you with my rack.
Don't linger or you will get sucked into spending the night. Remember the mission mantra: GET OFF
Turn on the Discovery Channel
Lets fuck to motorcycle gang fighting
Know your penis has been the topic of conversation over glasses of wine.
Let's just says his mouth writes a lot of checks that his penis just can't cash. Don't waste your time.
And your boyfriend doesn't mind you constantly taking pictures of his dick just to freak out your brother?
its more like he's accepted that he can't stop me
All I could think about while we were fucking was what Hogwarts house he would be in
well my apartment and my life are still a disaster but I did clean off my desk so that's gotta count for something...
We couldn't leave for the bar until he spent 10 minutes adjusting his vaporizer. I want to drown him in beard oil.
The drag queen you used to date and the girl you brought over last night are discussing your sex noises in my living room. I'm changing my locks.
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