It was then that he suggested we all nibble ears. A nibble circle.
We have sex, then he cooks. It's like a fantasy.
Or I die of a heart attack, which is the more likely/less fun scenario.
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
I was relieved after I found the unopened condom in my pocket. Then I found the open one in the other pocket..
Woke up laying in the kitchen floor with a cup in one hand and the beer tap in the other. Guess I just needed that one last beer.
My vagina and my morals are playing tug of war
If for no other reason than to cuddle with that puppy, you have to hook up with him again.
There's something very strange about masturbating in a hotel room. I feel like I'm cheating on my room...
this dude, we had a connection. he kept smiling at me. it's like he knew i was gonna facebook stalk the fuck out of him
I probably won't go. Last time I got drunk with those guys I just started demanding people let me touch their beards.Then I mocked everyone who didn't have facial hair.
EX BOYFRIEND'S TWINS WERE BORN TODAY. THIS CALLS FOR A MARG.
Emily saved me from being trapped on my roof and then I beat her in a race at 5am it was a low key night
I begin to question your sobriety when you both left here shirtless, with beers in one hand and shotguns in the other
Be there in a sec. We have to stop at Target to buy her underwear first.
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