"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.
Honestly, simulated sister banging needs more goofballs like this. Especially if they involve [-Aubry Babcock-] cringing her way through another gigagasm.
Normally I'd be the first to out this as being faker than the tip I left a Door Dasher that dropped $75.00 worth of Del Taco (see: 1 value meal). But I did the research, and turns out these 2 share more DNA than Gene Simmons in the 70's. [more]
Kinda wondering why this specimen chose not to continue her journey into the world of reckless colon cleanses. Those facial expressions at 5:35 are just iconic.
I have absolutely no way to prove that title... but it could be legit. This wouldn't be the 1st time a man agreed to sample some salami in exchange for living rent free.
I'm specifically talking about the last clip here. One would think having a cock that looks like it survived being run over by a tractor trailer and turned into a periscope would limit the amount of exposure given. But... here we are. Again.
Looks like Sparky splurged all of his bat mitzvah nickles on the supreme package. She's built, looks like she enjoys it and judging by his lack of gagging, there's no aroma of yesterday's Newports anywhere to be seen. The glass ceiling is broken.
Van life nomads with a hygiene regimen? Without video proof I would have called you an ignorant slut of a liar. But 30 seconds into browsing their video catalogue makes me believe there is light at the end of the Hot Cheeto dust-filled tunnel.
Looks like Rylie Rowan. The only girl next door still running with that whole oops my step sister fell onto my penis thing. I'd run with it... if I could tell her apart from the 8,392 other OnlyScams girls that run more filters than an industrial fish tank.
Today's visuals couldn't get better if you slammed an Ambien cocktail and hit the boardwalk wearing nothing but a smile and Walmart's finest body spray. Speaking of NJ, not even [-carl-] would be caught inside whatever spawned in the last clip.
Almost 2 hrs of some guy hangin brain in every zip code, but not even 10 secs of him being bludgeoned with the bumper of a passenger car? Do better Europe.
Movie? Actress name? Proof that it smells like a 4-star Vegas hotel between those cheeks? Any information would be helpful because the backshots on this girl must sound like Afghanistan during the Bush administration and I need to hear it.
See that rush of fear around the 0:58 mark? That's the kind of reaction second only to a man that has miscalculated his maximum capacity for Mountain Dew Code Red in a public venue. And I think that's something we can all relate to.
Check the tat in photo #12. Wouldn't be my first choice is permanent decoration to accent my ass crack, but I'll roll with the fantasy if it gets me in smelling distance of this fatherless activity. Call me, I'll be gaining chromosomes [-here-]
A rousing assembly of women that don't believe teh night is over until their clout levels have reached unmeasurable proportions. Reminiscent of a reoccurring dream I keep having involving Brock Lesnar and Long John Silver’s Cocktail Sauce.
Contrary to his job title, alpha male'ing isn't exactly this guy's specialty. You could say his opportunities are more wasted than season 5 of The Walking Dead. But I assume that's a-okay when you can tack on "Clout Whisperer" to your resume.
I don't know when the Gabbie Carter redemption arch started, but I'm all for it. Those early videos of hers were truly historical moments for me and my special edition bugle boy cutoffs, so lets soak this in before gravity calls for the rematch.
"When you can laugh at yourself no one can ever make a fool out of you. Even after you've taken so much collateral damage from jumping into unsolicited orgies, it's pushed your eyes further apart than the little mermaid” — Joan Rivers
