you proceeded to suck on ur pinkie saying it reminded you of chris and you wanted him badly
I may also break bread with strippers. Because it is passover.
The ratio of how much he pisses me off to how much sex i get just isnt working out for me
Don't count me out just yet. Considering bartering a blowjob to see if that boy from work will take my shift.
I'm a little upset you wasted 3 beers on your wet tee shirt contest.
Think I pulled my pelvic muscle.
I think I pulled my ashamed of myself muscle.
Piñatas plus fireworks don't mix well
I just want nice things and good sex
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
The Vicodin is in the strawberries.
I'm just to the point my give a fucks is so far in the red that I'm going to have to take out a 30yr loan of fucks to repay it
He asked me while we were fishing why the passion was gone when we have sex. It's official...I am the dude in this relationship.
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
I don't want to spend an inordinate amount of time with you, I want to have sex with you. Duhhhhhh.
he broke off the kiss to ask "can I grab your boob?" like props for asking for clear and concise consent but there HAS to be a sexier way to do it
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