There are traffic cones in the living room. One of them is yours.
Bring booze and chicks. Separate, or one already in the other. Your call.
I admire the strength of friendship we have that allows for sharing husbands.
She recited Pi throughout ever orgasm she had....she said it was a game she likes to play...how far she gets is how she judges her lovers...I am oddly turned on by this...
She alternated between blowing me and feeding me bites of the sandwich she made for me.
i told you that I felt like my feet were melting into the ground and you starting blowing on them to put out the "invisible fire". thanks friend.
I know you claim to have a large penis but I do not believe in what i cannot see. Sort of like god.
sitting in my room in a shopping cart. they couldnt get my legs out of the holes. i want breakfast.
Gosh I haven't been pantsless in front of anyone for a while. It's time for me to pick up my game. We need a party. I need some rum.
I got back at him the only way I knew how, by hooking up with the guy he hates from their rival fraternity.
Not sure. He doesn't know where New York is on a map but he gives an incredible spanking.
Who cares about New York?
He couldn't get his dick hard. So he started yelling at it. " EVERYONE is laughing at you, you piece of shit no wonder you can't get pussy" i wonder if that happens frequently I'll try again next weekend
Stop acting like the Lucky Charms you're feeding people is actually ecstasy.
Welp. June's off to a great start. I just ripped my pants, completely sober, at 10:30 p.m.
Let's just say that I took off my pants and I had superman boxers on. Then she took off her pants and she had batman panties on. I think she's the one!
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