Yes, that's Mountain Dew. Yes that's her butthole.
I don't know man. I just don't know anymore.
Kinda remarkable this girl was able to finish suckin some D. Most would have rage quit the second a penis resembling Forest Whitaker's prolapsed asshole was wipped out.
Not your thing? Try THIS instead.
The cute face is a plus. Tits are top notch, and her dumper can fill out a pair of Chinos like no other. And then you see it... bungholes John Woo style. Fap or flee?
Welcome to the end of the Internet. This is my stop.
To answer the question you're about to ask: Yes, content is pretty slim today. It seems all the degenerates, perverts and full blown wackaloons took Monday off.
Consider this science experiment gone wrong the sequel.
I refuse to question 2 things: Paula Deen's ability to deepfry the asshole of every living thing, and the lengths eastern Asian porn producers will go. This is why.
10 years in the porno game lets me consider myself a carnoisseur of sorts. An artist, if you will. But NEVER have I ever come across a twat that self-serves 31 flavors.
Not a bad exterior on this mom. I'm not exactly sure why it's being wasted on a hand puppet, but once they leave their 20's they're out of my jurisdiction.
If anything at all, the Internet has taught me 2 things: Stay the fuck out of Russia, and women love creativity. Today we pad the list of category #2.
Females built like Conan the fucking Barbarian show us the true power of never skipping leg day. And you'll never look at watermelons the same again.
She seems like a nice girl. The type that would cook you cheeseburgers Spaghettios on your first date. But by the second minute of this... fuck man.
Boy, not even a 12 hour beating from Clint Eastwood could delete the homosexuality from your life now. I dub the "Gayest Man I've Seen this Morning".
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It's all fun and games until you've injected enough saline into your genitals to be cast as the lead role in The Blob reboot. Congrats dude. Your dick is now more useless than Bing.com.
I don't know what the fuck I just watched, but I think I can thank all the drugs smoked, swallowed, shot, and absorbed rectally between 1964 and 1975 for it.
Never change Japan. Never change.
The consensus is telling us this is a normal Thursday evening. But I'll bet my Baconator Jr. on this being an extra special kind of restraining order for Becky.
It's all fun and games until you become the Vincent Van Gogh of anal painting. Shit gets too real when the powers of Taco Bell and Pottery Barn combine forces.
She's from a part of the world that doesn't believe in speed limits or limiting your bathroom activities to a toilet. So... this probably shouldn't be such a shocker.