The sequel in one website's crusade to help the world with an unspoken problem. The Machine is back, and this time; no cornhole will be spared. 1st VIDEO HERE
After a marathon 365 days of nonstop sandpaper ass-fucking by 2020, you'd think Becky McBallbag would've called this guy's bluff and at least tried to enjoy the moment for another few seconds. What the hell happened to New Year New Me?
I'm all for testing boundaries, but caution should be advised if u wanna attempt this yourself. When attempting those special team plays you saw online, it's best to practice up first. PROOF: The $4500 bill I have for buying this. Slightly used.
Something endearing about a girl that takes a few punches to the windpipe and double down on being in a stable relationship. Her talents scream give me 6 more months of practice and my asshole will out-perform a Venezuelan footlocker.
Most definitely not the first time this hypebeast has staged an attack on Cornhusk Island, and clearly it's not the last. Feel free to experiment next time man - maybe deposit a Twinkie before going dark? It's called The Moist Gremlin. I invented it.
This is standard im having a midlife crisis so I'm gonna Photoshop the shit out of my tits and make an IG account syndrome. Fortunately, the Internet has given us the gift of social media to watch the eventual jump into Walmart parking lot porn.
These dude's affinity for I lick the toilets at Publix for fun porn is off the fucking charts. I mean seriously - Imagine getting more typcasted than Jason Statham, in the adult world. P.S. Anyone else have a sudden urge to order chimmichangas?
Former chaturbate streamer bestass930, currently M.I.A. And possibly the only online alias that didn't double as clickbait. I know men that would give up red meat just to be in the same room as 1 of the farts stored inside that masterpiece.
Infuckincredible. I'd literally give up all 5 of my Hot Cheeto bags if she could teach my girlfriend how to pull this one off without the assistance of a golf cart battery.
Her claim to fame is a little bit questionable, and that living room probably smells like a Guatemalan litter box... But the visual at the 4:31 mark makes her look like she just got done finger-banging Danny Devito's prarrot and it's fucking glorious.
#nostalgia Just scroll to 1:22 and remember what it was like when the only thing that mattered in life was how low you could get your ping on a 56k modem, and your stock of BAWLS GAMER JUICE. Truly a simpler time for a simpler world.
I would've have picked a different song - but that ear hammering is a small price to pay so we may witness the kind of vertical inhaling Dyson would be proud of.
#21 is the one you're looking for. Quite possibly the most impressive pair of grass-fed sweater cows that will ever grace your 13" Hewlett Packard computer monitor.
She may come up short on words, but those facial expressions definitely tell a story. Specifically "yup, this is my life now", "i hope i get Instagram followers" and my personal favorite: "do i rly fuck like a piece of expired celery?" P.S. NICE ASS
It's still 2020. If you don't believe this power would eventually be used to drive at least one golf cart up the rectal cavity of a Door Dash driver, then you just aren't paying attention man. So enjoy it now, while you can cum without permission.
