Real cute face. Spunky personality. It's just having a body shape that's commonly mistaken for a wind turbine blade that's throwing me off. One wrong thrust at one wrong angle and it's gonna be disability checks for the foreseeable future.
If she weighs less than a sac of Power Ranger VHS tapes and has the depth to match, it's gotta be a Becky-Lynn getting turned into a bowl of mashed potatoes.
Rocco going full goblin mode inside the girl that checked him out at Walmart isn't really the focus here. Just what in the retirement home horse shit geriatric AI ads are xhamster running in their prerolls? Seek help if you're the target audience.
She may be all giggles and Valtrex right now, but the 3:00AM smile will soon fade once Becky Smackapuss gets the dry cleaning bill for that Target linen. #doomed
Those tits have gone through more transformations than Matt Hardy's wrestling career over the years. Literally 1.5 decades of confusion. Believe it or not she still offers access to them for less than the cost of a Tim Horton's breakfast sandwich.
Sorry hungry peasants eternally trapped under the inflation line. It seems all that lab grown meat has been diverted to her upper body. Now if you'll excuse me...
Today's fix? Unfixable societal damage, the strongest vaginal lining in Arkansas and more teamwork than then Norway FIFA team. The PTA meeting is cancelled.
If [Izzy Green] isn't front and center pole dancing with a randomly sourced hobnocker, it just doesn't seem natural. The more she continues this behavior, the better chance we all have at this whole world peace thing. More of her [here]
In what must be the lowest effort "muh content!" video of the fucking year, this pair of cornballs pull off Twitch-levels of cringe. office_noise.mp3 has been put on notice. You know it's bad when Bangladeshi comments are calling you boring lul
I'm smoking on that Bhutanese shadow garden grown dark evil pack. They watered this with the blood of 36 dragons. Shit's so purple it should be asking me "Where's Ronald?" This shit will turn your pacemaker off. Nuclear levels of sour.
Believe it or not this was actually voted the number two reason to wake up Saturday morning with an unexplained rash in between your ass cheeks. Only falling short to raw dogging Taco Bell's new Cantina Chicken Mexican Pizza.
Hitting the finish line after your first time out is kind of impressive to be honest. It usually takes the education system at least two tries to fuck you out of existence.
This dude's entire account is littered with pseudo public encounter setup videos. Which is really kinda crazy because it would be cheaper/easier to hang around a Skidrow Walmart for 14 mins a day & let nature run its course for "tha khantent".
Having a body carved out of the imagination of every coomer gremlin on the planet working around the clock in some sort of jerk off factory almost makes up for dancing like an inebriated sturgeon that landed on a patch of grass. Almost.
Harry Hipster and his double-F sized bunkmate channel their inner 2009 vlog creator and bring us a side of am-porn nobody asked for. You'll have to improvise the aroma of cedarwood and deep fried asshole to really hammer this one home.
You're gonna need pharmaceutical help to take a little ride through her Jurass-lick park. I mean tripping off that prehistoric mosquito amber. You gotta geek so hard you'll be seeing new colors. This is about to be a code BURPLE. Police on standby.
