Culvers...So Good
So good. The butter burgers slip right outta my ass.
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I kept calling his name while we were having sex cuz i was so proud that i remembered it.
I gave the naked guy in the hotel hall a pop tart. He stopped crying.
You were pretty committed to that cat costume. Between pukes, you would meow and assure people that you just had a hairball you couldn't get out...
He's drinking red wine in a margarita glass. He couldn't be more perfect for me.
we managed to melt a few different forms of plastic into the cannibutter....
Haha, how do I word that nicely? "You got me to the edge of no return twice and failed to let me orgasm, therefore you owe me chicken nuggets or hot wings. Your decision"
So I was just like hi, I'm your roommate's gf. Please don't hate me. That would be rly inconvenient for you.
He signed my ass with a Waffle House pen.
I've sent two unsolicited tit pictures in less than 24 hours. I'm the female version of a fuckboy.
Omg my orgasm just made the fucking sun come out. Clearly my libido controls the weather now.
Last thing I remember at your house last night is your dad leaning on the beer pong table and saying "you guys can fucking party"
Its not something you can force it it just has to happen like a rainbow or pooping
And by "sexually intimate," you mean fuck buddies?
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