you know its a sad night when you can actually see and hear sitcoms on at the bar
there comes a time in a mans life when you ask yourself, will i fake love for blowjobs? and the answer is always yes
Breaking personal boundaries is my trademark
he likes to slap my ass alot untill he missed and hit his own balls poor bastard kept on going.
he was cradling you in his arms feeding you rum straight from the bottle and you kept sucking his fingers.
May or may not be going home with my jamitor. i'm kiddong, btw, i have no idea. i'll let you know soooon.
Rachel and his cat watched us 69 last night. I pretended to be embarrassed the next day... But to be honest I like an audience
Until you wake up with a Hustler club stripper in the next room whose nipple you were coerced to lick at Snake & Jake's after breaking up a fight between an Indian and a Filipino, I don't wanna hear about your weird.
I vaguely remember having a 'grass is greener' conversation about our nipples. Dream or beautiful reality?
Beautiful, beautiful reality
I think my hookup is starting to fall for me. Time to break his heart.
You are COMPLAINING that the sex was too good. You're not getting any sympathy from me
He fucking took my shirt off and didn't even touch my boobs. What the actual fuck.
For whatever reason, whenever she's drunk off Crown, all she wants to do is jerk me off with her feet.
Accent: check. Hot body: check. 8" dick: check. Feeds me biscuits in bed after rampant sex: check. Should I continue with my "Why I'm not coming back to the States" List?
You pee in parking lots....i drive home naked.....thats the american dream i was promised
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