So we were sitting in his back seat and he asked me if I practiced giving head. I mean really, who asks that?
conquered wheelchair sex. it's rather convenient. you'd think it was made for it, with all those handles and adjustable features.
literally have a bruise on my forehead from being over the toilet all night.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
FYI: telling a guy his dick is more impressive than you remembered it - they don't take it as a compliment.
I vaguely remember stopping for a bag of bugles and some lube and then I woke up this morning with melted chocolate on my hands. I think I love him
I'm going to make "gut the love salmon" a common slang term for sex. Spread the word.
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
I dont know how I should feel about you making a 37 year old come visit you and then making him do the walk of shame from your dorm room...through campus
That's what jaeger bombs out of teacups will do to you.
Lets just put it this way. Im meeting his nana after a mind blowing orgasm.
I came back from England with a face tattoo and the only thing anyone can talk about is my beard.
Tbh.. I hope he still watches our sex tapes so he can be reminded of what he's missing out
Will you still call me Bond when I'm sober?
All our friends are getting married, and I'm the dateless guy bringing molly to their weddings.
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