I went to a small religious college and there was an unwritten rule that when your roommate came back from a date, he got the room to himself for half an hour.
The signal flag for the letter 'B' was, and still is, all red.
Since it was going to be at Tiffany's house, I figured casual was fine, some shorts, a blouse, standard bra and panties, strappy sandals.
I just came across this blog and found it interesting.
He loved to say outrageous things just to get us girls mad.
As in, 'Could I steal a cork?
Besides eating cereal with water what is the most outrageous "eating sin" you have ever witnessed?
I would be fine about the idea of going nude if my inner labia weren't so long.
The noose tightened around the lower floor fuck toy's neck, cutting off the hoarse gasping.
I personally think that we should just get the girls we got back at home.
This little unicorn doubles as a heating or cooling pad that she can use at a moment's notice.