Before the faux outrage begins; no this bullshit isn't real. This is clout zombie BronwinAuora who's newest grift seems to be convincing a janitor to play duos.
Ever seen a woman question the elasticity of her vagina and her future as a NASA space engineer at the same time? Excellent. Now we have two things in common.
Can't imagine how many security deposits had to be forfeited before people learn how to lock a fucking door. I respect the adrenaline rush, but the only road this behavior leads to is paved with Plan B and passports. Get Maury on the telephone.
Quite the compliment. So endearing I would consider parting with my first-edition Lindsay Lohan love doll just for a fighting chance at being lost inside her bush fire. The current rehabed Lohan. Not that "snorting tide pods is a religion" version.
idk what kind of Amish paradise rules they agreed to before making the match, but this shit doesn't work for me brother. Interesting loophole though. It's kind of like tax harvesting, where the people watching are the only ones getting fucked.
If you think one video of a rando slapping choose-your-own-adventure narration over a fantasized cuck video is weird, wait until you see the rest of his account.
Looks like they were at "the practice stage" long before the cam ever caught this clip judging by the shades of mold starting to grow under her. Imagine the smell.
Hey, maybe this is your thing and so be it if it is. I just wanted to make sure we're all on the same page when it comes to defining the word "tits" and how they should look as little like the ramps Bam Margera used to hit those heelflips on.
If this man's idea of romance is a metaphor for the west being able to raise those population numbers, I'd say this is proof we are buttfucked. Unironically of course.
Believe it or not, before the OnlyFans era and studios jumping on the step-sister train; a man that looked like a dislocated thumb could actually convince his girlfriend to act like a semi-functioning sibling and get the Internet to believe it.
Another chapter closed in a book that Barnes & Noble insists on displaying in the Sci-Fi section. Normally read in the dimly lit corner of a trailer park, surrounded by Newport butts and half-eaten cans of Trader Joe's finest stuffed meatball ravioli.
Surely this is a planted setup, right? This dude has a ton of other videos, but I simply refuse to believe a degenerate this brazen would be shown less audible disgust than someone being told the McFlurry machine is broken when noticed.
Nearly 5 minutes of a couple simulating painal videos? We may have reached the TikTok level, brain rotted, bottom of the barrel amateur porn creator content[s].
3:10 for the moment of truth. Is dude being honest? Are those surgical gloves? Did I free throw one into the sink at Starbucks from the foul line because their one stall was closed off this morning? All these questions have the same answer.
Contrary to appearance, leading role in a wiener apocalypse isn't their specialty. You could say her B.A. in theater was more wasted than season 4 of The Walking Dead. But that's a-okay when you can add "Panther Whisperer" to your resume.
Let's play a game: Response to him getting caught cheating? Overt street drug use? The guy filming is actually the plastic surgeon that did all that work in the back of a Subaru Outback? Only one of these is the truth. Choose your adventure.
One look at the name [Xxlayne] and you'll know everything you need to know. She only had three choices in life; Become an active ingredient in chewing gum, get adopted by Elon Musk or end up ass-deep inside simulation sister porn.
Becky Bagels foolishly thinks her road trip to Blowberg is going to be an uneventful one. That is, until her travel guide delivers the payload without as much as a "imma nut" before testing her gag reflex in real time. Many such cases.
The receptacle in question seems to be none other than [Rebel Rhyder]. And after seeing what [she can do] with nothing more than a small hometown dream and [license to mine copper], I'm guessing this is just another Tuesday morning.
If only the avg girl put this much effort into carving out an ass that belongs in a museum, maybe I wouldn't be talking to a therapist about my sexual attraction to Reeses peanut butter cups this weekend. Thx [Anna] ull receive the invoice soon.