I'm getting the impression this lady is no stranger to shotgunning a couple servings of Butthole du Jour after a succulent Chinese meal. But hit 88mph, and her brain damages faster than a Discord moderator DM's a bathtub streamer.
Unfortunately I can't confirm it's authenticity. But it wouldn't be the first time someone filmed their significant other giving the ole dunkachino to a minimum wage stranger, and if 2022 has taught me anything - it will not be the last.
idk what the fuck else to call this, but the amount of naturally occurring meat on that page is too damn high. The look on the second to last girl is a familiar one though. Something that involves hermit crabs, and Bill Cosby's email address.
Short of being an extra on Rocco's Retirement Village Tour (coming 2035) - I'm not sure how this talent comes in handy. Never knowing the feels of a consensual relationship maybe? An existence without having to shop for birthday gifts?
Imagine spending weeks convincing your corner store Karen to accept the 2vs1 handicap match, only to sideline her with a cock that gets cease and desist letters from Nike. Just flip that thing over & hit it with a snowmobile again, you'll be aite.
An understandable request... until you hit the 2:50 mark and realize something has gone terribly wrong. I'd be a little less concerned about cornholing, and more worried about whatever safari animal got ahold of that thing before her.
25 exhilarating seconds featuring an open-palmed mushroom strike, face down humiliation and me wondering why the fuck people even put the effort into uploading this nonsense. In 2022 we need penetration, or violence... or cocanium.
1) That Resident Evil show on Netflix 2) Electric Vehicles 3) Whatever fucking noise is coming out of this autistic gremlin's mouth. It may not be in order, but these are undoubtedly the top three erection deflating moments of 2022.
2:00 AM, face down and dressed like she just got done cleaning a traveling circus bathroom with her bare hands. If that isn't enough to bring your chicken nugget to maximum crispiness, then you clearly haven't spent a weekend in Romania.
Imagine thinking you're going to get a few warm up rounds, and before you can get your last gulp of Starbies down you're already dodging an onslaught of haymakers. Possible life reflection moment happening in real time around 21:46.
I respect a man that can make a white girl stop in her tracks faster than Target 1/2 off clearance sale by simply removing his Nike Dri-FITs, and hangin' some brain.
All I see is jealousy. Well... maybe "jealous" is the wrong word as it would imply she gives half a shit about public image. Trust me; she doesn't. I've been inside a White Castle at 2:00AM. I know what antipathy and diseased meat looks like.
Willingly humiliated, nearly choked unconscious and takes more shots than Floyd Mayweather during a 12 round championship bout. No, it's not Connor's return to the octagon. But it's still going to cost you $59.99 if her 1st name has a hypen in it.
9:00 for whatever the Tennessee cousin fuckery is going on in that thumbnail. Additional behavior that will have you scratching your pinto beans at 26:11.
Sounds like dude is trying to improve his APM in Starcraft 2, and Becky can't keep her mouth off the biscuit for more than 8 consecutive seconds? Double her rent and change the locks. It's the only way to get your zergling game back on point.
This is about as unintentional as me using Cowabunga Bay Water's wave pool as my own personal porta potty. Apologies to visitors between years of 1997 - 2015.
