She surprisingly lacked the standard amount of lip filler that could inflate the tire of a corn harvester, so the authenticity stood a chance. Then Dames Jean enters the room from out of nowhere and took this one from "believable" to "autistic".
Contrary to appearance, leading role in a wiener apocalypse isn't their specialty. You could say her B.A. in theater was more wasted than season 4 of The Walking Dead. But that's a-okay when you can add "Panther Whisperer" to your resume.
When ur cum face cant be distinguished from the unfortunate soul paid to scrub porcelain at Taco Bell on Cinco de Mayo, it may be time to reevaluate your idea of eroticism. Or just watch this techno freddy fuck instead. Like I give a bullcrap.
Real? Fake? Will Kanye be leading the 3rd reich into the next Balenciaga fashion show? These questions answered [and more] on the next episode of EX-men.
idk what kind of Amish paradise rules they agreed to before making the match, but this shit doesn't work for me brother. Interesting loophole though. It's kind of like tax harvesting, where the people watching are the only ones getting fucked.
