I'm starting to think that the Olympics are really thinly veiled high-end pussy buffets for the top dogs to enjoy. It's like a reward for another four years of accomplishment. It's like bonus time around the office.
It's like, "Here you go, homie. You've proven yourself worthy of some of the most sumptuous asses and sweetest young pussy the world has to offer. Ignore the manly bitches who are here to actually compete. Do your events, and have your pick."
It's laid-out like that.
It's like, "Here you go, homie. You've proven yourself worthy of some of the most sumptuous asses and sweetest young pussy the world has to offer. Ignore the manly bitches who are here to actually compete. Do your events, and have your pick."
It's laid-out like that.