So ps i'm not pregnant with any athletes illegitimate children : )
champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
I just found three unopened cans of PBR behind our futon that I think I was saving for winter.
just overheard a conversation that ended in "and that's what I learned in France" How could that not have been about sex
now that we've slept with the entire soccer team i think its time to expand the horizon.
I don't know what happen last night but the fact that it's 9 am and I need to put my dick in something means it didn't go as planned.
Only catch is you have to sleep in the same bed as me. But no worries, I plan on being in a random guys hotel room every night. So it's essentially yours.
He asked me when I was coming to bed while simultaneously drilling a fart into the mattress. Don't fucking get married.
I really want to text him and congratulate him on having a bigger penis than the guy I dumped him for, but I thought that might be awkward...
Yea I saw a friend of yours carrying your limp body somewhere
Everyone heard you having sex but I just told them you were having a nightmare.
I mean. I just want to sit in my bed and eat bagels. What's wrong with that?
I'm just now realizing I've slept with guys from three different decades over the past year. That's gotta be some sort of record.
Puking out the window is really hard when you're the one driving.
I don't remember anything from last night, but at track I found my thong next to the high jump pit... So it must has been decent
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