A comped hotel room in Vegas, and enough meat to keep the free buffet going for a week. I've done the math and have concluded: this could only end one way.
4 minutes of the 2nd most apprehensive sound that can escape the female body during a spirited rnd of Billy Blanks Tae Bo 3 Pack DVD on sale now at Amazon.
Ah the unexpected kiss of Country Time Lemonade. Sneaking one past the goalie might not end your relationship, but trust will be forever broken. Still worth it imo.
The downside to being hung like the exhaust pipe off a Chevrolet El Dorado? Literally nothing. All you have to do is let the beast out of it's cage and the women will magnetize to it like a herpes outbreak at a Playboi Carti concert.
What the skidmark hell is actually wrong with this generation? They literally can't even go 67 seconds without giving complete strangers the POV simulation of a proctologist's annual examination. And don't even get me started on the women.
I think crammin ham should be saved for more important celebratory moments in a girl's life. Like, marriage. Or getting a ghost wipe after a Pizza Hut dinner box.
Looks like a one and done because I've never seen another video of her before. Which is a damn crying shame. The consequential leak of her getting samoan bulldozered inside a Del Taco handicap stall would have been worth the wait.
gIrL bOsSiNg hits a fever pitch when Debra-Jean gets caught gargling all 4 inches of a stranger's custard chucker. Her reaction? Literally nothing. She continues on her journey like there's a volcano waiting for someone to throw a ring inside of it.
Upon closer inspection; my advice would be to stop worrying about further damage to your internals, and start wondering why the lips of your blown out o-ring seem to be growing some sort of subdermal chewing device. #drphil
Where do fetishes like this even fucking come from? It must be years of non FDA approved preworkout finally catching up to the masses. I would applaud the creativity, but that would take precious time away from my other experiments.
Nope. Not even giving the participation trophy to the self-sustaining personal human centipede butthole hydration conveyor belt device being demonstrated at the 2:30 mark. It may have made the cut for this compilation... but at what cost?
I once witnessed the same thing while riding the Hogwarts Express in Disney World. The tits were actually bigger. Unfortunately, Chester and his butter beer piss stained sweatpants were not as forgiving about being filmed. #truestory
Desperate for attention and not afraid of having their pork chop piss flaps online forever. If these aren't the quintessential for the independent woman of 2024, I don't know what is. Now save up those OnlyFans subs and overnight the Valtrex.
The soundtrack was bangin. Wanna know what's not though? Whatever the fuck must have happened to this girl earlier in life to make her like this. Probably haven't seen that kind of wreckage since the great crave crate challenge of '97.
Some say it's a moment in history akin to the wild west, and boy did every liberal arts student under 200lbs take full advantage of it. You might get the smell of Drakkar Noir and Natty Ice out of those walls, but... the stories. Those are forever.
goblin mode; the behavior of someone who wants to feel comfortable doing whatever they want, not caring about trying to be clean, healthy, attractive or about impressing other people. [PART I]
Apartment looks to be about 250 sqft. In New York City that's probably gonna run you $4,000 a month without utilities. The aggression is honestly understandable.
It's either a Julliard student's magnum opus in creative expression of the female body... or any San Fransisco night club on a Wednesday afternoon. It's hard to tell when everyone is smoking the same jenkem... but one thing is for sure: AIDS.
As we head towards end of a year that gave more than one reason to disembowel our own eyeballs with a stinger missile, it's time to reflect. May 2024 bestow upon us more trolls, deeper holes & Twitch.com finishing it's transition into Chaturbate.
It may not be explicitly written, but there's only one translation for that body language. And it lives somewhere in between "I need to pay my taxes" and "$1 dollar pizza slices make me shit blood". Just three of life's little guarantees.
