I was on top riding him and his friend walks in and watched for a minute before he realized what was going on
I couldn't even finish, she was lounder and more annoying than DJ Khaled
when i came out to my mom, it was over brunch. i was eating a banana. not exactly my smartest breakfast choice.
you're acting like its my fault you're allergic to sperm or something.
i told you we never speak of that again
you kept saying 'its nothing a six pack wont fix' as they loaded you into the ambulance.
is it consensual if they're cheered on by a room filled with 30 people?
And "sexual slave/chef" was as it turns out not a real career choice...
I thought stuff was gonna go really bad after he filled the super-soaker with kerosene. but it all turned out pretty well.
I kept calling him escargot instead of Estaban..I don't think that was the wisest choice.
We all make mistakes. Just lock them up deep down inside your mind so they can surface as weird sexual fantasies it takes your therapist years to decipher when your 40
I will also take that commission in the form of weed. Pass that on to the asst. manager.
Just found some confetti on my nipple if that's any indicator of how the night went
I don't want anything calamari shaped after last night. But I appreciate the Cheerios offer.
I think he just shit his pants. Yep he did. That's unfortunate.
ok so you're 100% sure this time that he isn't your ex in disguise again?
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