If we keep treating our bodies like amusement parks we have another 10 years left at best.
So this girl in my math class just went to the bathroom, tampon in hand, comes back with it still in her hand starts digging around in her purse, takes her thing of birthcontrol out, goes oh fuck, and downs the rest of the pills. Got to love college.
This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
it felt like a thousand fairies were licking my balls.
Balcony sex scratched the shit out of my phone. Whups.
In a min. With a stripper at the hospital. Business. Not pleasure.
Well, practice makes perfect. Let's start playing Eye of the Tiger and do a blowjob training montage.
Alright, deal. Settling two drug deals before noon is what I call a productive day. I'm not even gonna go to math, I've practiced enough numbers for the day.
One day. I will touch his hair. I'm curious if it'll be like a soft cloud.
Did I seriously kick a door down last night... And if so when where and how hard, cause that shit I do not recall.
Seriously, even though I keep it clean, I could douse it in bleach and set it on fire and still not be comfortable with you actually holding it. It's been in my VAGINA.
I just shit a hot coal. Pretty sure it's that fireball shot from yesterday.
He was lasting forever and I couldn't take it so I faked an asthma attack
You gave my cousin a blowjob and are facebook friends with my mom. Is there a name for this level of friendship?
You laid on the floor and pet their rug. and then demanded Voss water.
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