when she started arguing that Girl Talk was in fact a DJ, i knew i could never sleep with her
dude i dont realllllly have to fuck her do i? its just a mess down there and i think im gonna cry
She told me that she faked her orgasm. Does she think I care??
it's like i can feel the ghost of his dick still inside me
I'm just trying to jam my tits into some coconuts and I'll be on my way
I went back up to the apartment to get her phone and when I came back she was peeing on the sidewalk
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
There was definitely a significant amount of cookie dough in my bra
Please tell me you're not home alone watching Glitter.
Can you see in?
I told her my cab was outside the club and that I had to go, but I think we both knew this wasn't going anywhere past the sloppy bathroom handjob.
The bathroom smells like ribs. What did you do?
I'm having post-experience "why didn't I fuck her in a public bathroom" regrets
God if that man would just have sex with me every time I got mad life would be so much easier...
I've never had sex that lasts this long though. It's ridiculous. I feel like I need a Gatorade and a sweatband and a sub.
No, no... It was great. I feel like my liver took a vodka shower and washed it's hair with pabst
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