Culvers...So Good
So good. The butter burgers slip right outta my ass.
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
Every day I regret the life decisions that led me to bank management and NOT being a coke addicted stripper. Every. Single. Day.
I am not apologizing for rubbing my balls on your leg...that is a risk you take when you come out to the bar with me
So I ripped my crotchless fishnet body suit when my drunk ass tried to crawl through the crotch to put it on.
Apparently I made a stripper cry last night when I paid her $10 to go away
No Robbie is the name of a kid or dog, not an adult man who's fucking you.
No, your dick is problems. Anyone you fuck haunts us for the rest of the semester. If you need to get laid, I'll personally drive you out of state.
From the same High Brittany who brought you such thoughts as, "Fuck, am I wearing shoes?" Comes High Brittany on a date! Stay tuned. This will be interesting.
But the Super Mario beer pong table is more than appropriate.
At least you didn't wake up next to your professor who then proceeded to cancel class via phone while still inside of me.
I even put my vibrators back in the bedroom instead of the coffee table. If that's not growing up then I don't know what is.
I just ate part of my sock, this has got to stop.
I realized my soar muscles form the shape of me leaning over a toilet
You fucked him, didn’t you?
He showed up at my house with tacos, rum and a negative Covid test. Of course I fucked him. I’m just a simple girl that likes tacos, not Margaret Thatcher!
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