I'm not 100% on this, but I'm pretty sure I just accidently talked my way into a threesome.
the plan is to continue having sex with all three of them until my birthday, and then once they've given me their presents, they can find out about each other.
I can't. He's too cute and my tongue is too long.
It's almost like he dry humped the last remaining bit of good person out of me.
When / where did the additional couches appear?
Additional?
James brought one with him when he showed up. Theres still 2 outside and according to facebook, at least one more burned up.
Well, I watched a girl proposition a shit ton of people, try to take a cocktail waitresses job and then proceed to walk into a wall. Damn, I'm a little jealous.
He is sitting on the foor in the soup aisle saying "to each their own soup"
Jesus Christ. If I were a normal sex-having person, I'd think I was knocked up. I'm cycling through emotions like I'm in a decathlon to crazy.
Munching saltines, sippin Gatorade, and trying not to get eaten by this small horse
Lets just say I tried to pinky promise the cop... So I was fucked up.
I think I'd rather see her get hit by a car in one of those Russian dash cam videos on YouTube.
Sabotage it. Cum quick. Make it awkward so you don't hurt her feelings. Who says nice guys finish last?
My sexual preferences tend to require a degree in psychology to understand
I puked on someone's floor last night and then they proceeded to ask me on a date.
Dude my cat is eating sugar cookies with me. No joke. My cat likes cookies.
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