A couple mistakes were definitely made here. Both when she chose to get this desperate for muh content and when maw and paw decided smoking gas station weed was a good idea during the night of fertilization. Spoiler alert: It wasn't.
I'm all for creative ways to exercise your peanut... but this couple have a pretty fucking distorted definition of eroticism. I got halfway through their catalogue and all it made me want to do is install Fortnite, then set my computer on fire.
That's definitely the face of a girl that has traded oral sex for a combo meal at Burger King more than once in her life. So, with absolutely zero evidence at my disposal I'm gonna go ahead and label this as authentic. Go with the fantasy.
You would think one day in the future a video of your significant other being railroaded in the shallow end of a pool human sized petri dish would return to haunt you. And if u do, u'd be right. She'll never show her face in Walmart again.
hmm judging by the circumferences and elasticity of both buttholes, it's clear the subplot here is act of revenge. Dude definitely knows his way around a Wendy's.
I kinda want to go down the rabbit hole. Anytime someone(s) makes middle aged woman squeal like a 2for1 Homegoods sale, all three of my balls start tingling and I'm interested. Unfortunately, nothing short of DNA is going to identify them.
Pretty much the complete opposite material I expected to find on a website that considers Afghani shotgun beheadings a form of roleplay. Then again, judging by the facial expressions he might be practicing the Missouri Drain-O. But I digress.
There's actually two clips here, so let me explain: It starts off with a few raised eyebrows, and ends with me wondering if we're being too harsh when it comes to Pakistani karaoke. I know that sentence makes no sense... but it will in a minute.
The Ralph Wiggum "heart rips in half" moment is at the 3:40 mark. Last time I saw a middle-aged woman roll her eyes like that was riding Kang & Kodos Twirl 'n' Hurl after a hearty breakfast of Malt Liquor. My mom wont talk to me anymore.
There were definitely a couple moments of genuine concern on her face here. Somewhere in between the third and forth attempt to block the airway and force her to breath through her anus like a turtle [proof] she seems slightly distressed.
I'm positive this is the same woman that keeps invading my Instagram feed with videos about having squirrels up her ass, or publicly shaming herself over having the vaginal odor of a Sudanese outhouse. So... it was advertising for this? I guess?
One of those moments I can overlook the obvious health code violations because the performance is legendary. Be sure to leave them a ★★★★★ Yelp review. Something along the lines of: "Service was fast. Getting pubic lice was faster.".
Dude's got the length-to-girth ratio of a Chevrolet El Camino, and she's diving in genitals first. I haven't seen donkey exploitation this egregious since eating the wrong plate of brownies and accidentally watched Shrek 3 47 times in a row.
From this angle it looks like the kind of video set up by a guy 1 bent rare Pokemon card away from having a complete nervous breakdown. Lesson learned... I guess?
What in the Tennessee whore house is going on here? Amphetamines? Autism? An unhealthy addiction to Abercrombie Labor Day sales? idk. but a sequel seems less likely than Lizzo being type casted outside of a Max Hardcore tribute movie.
The side effects of letting a complete stranger turn his power level to +skidrow abortion before going Hiroshima on ur wife's dirty corncob? Literally nothing. In fact, this might prove without doubt; the inner walls of her anus are nuclear proof.
"My talent know more about you than you. You stupid bitch."
"I'm a fuckin professional, and you're just a whore."
"You're just here to choke on cock right?"
Pusèy Clogusious inadvertently foils the master plan of Adam22's side chick when he convinces her to go live mid-smackdown. Her response? Gigglin like she found an extra tender in her 4-piece Chic-fil A to go box. Relationships shlamationships.
I said it before, and I will say it again: is she green screening her husband with multiple overlays to make it look like the local janitor union is lining up to get their own serving of butt crabs to go? Technology may have peaked before A.I.
