2 rules: Don't touch the ink. And don't beat the shit out of her face. Talk about high standards. But this fire-eyed hose hog isn't fucking around . One costar decides to test her anyway, resulting in a brief but epic departure.
Everyone has a gift. Rocco Siffredi's is the ability to talk genital-damaged, emotionally-bankrupt women right back into the buttfuck scene that broke 'em in the first place. Watch in amazement how fast he works.
A new generation of hardcore fuckery is born. This one is referred to as the "cum until you die" technique. Fine tuned by the nervous system of 1 Gen Padova. Don't know her? You're missing out, my well-scrubbed friends.
Starbuck's barista of the month accepts defeat and calls an audible after a meager 4 minutes on Labron's pocket mongoose. In other words: the unavoidable end result of seeking vaginal salvation on blacksingles.com
Okay she's no Ellen Page, but what she lacks in fame & forehead, she makes up for in... well, actually nothing. This girl is literally fucking useless. She kills the scene at the 5.05 mark and I have zero idea why.
Julie Knight has an extended FML moment after realizing ATM is kinda/sorta "fucking disgusting". Fortunately she's pro at handling her feelings like an adult. And by "adult" I mean raging cunt. Famous last words @ 1.35.
Fresh out of highschool and new to the slut scene, this little brat whines herself straight into unemployment after deciding she cant/wont do BJ's. No worries you beautiful bitch, I gotcha covered: careers.walmart.com