This is a sample guest message. Register a free account today to become a member! Once signed in, you'll be able to participate on this site by adding your own topics and posts, as well as connect with other members through your own private inbox!
Seems like it. I liken it to the word "selfies," with the word and act both making me cringe. In this case however, if making the word "twerk" acceptable is what it takes to make women acting like strippers palatable to the masses, I'll find a way to be OK with it.
Right now I'm watching a second time and I noticed there's a couple guys watching on the side. For the life of me I can't figure out how they can take it. Twenty seconds in and I'd be like that kid with the boner in class whose teacher just asked him to do a problem on the board. Forty seconds in and I'd be looking for the nearest bathroom. This is mind-blowingly hot.
But then again, I'm the weirdo who prefers watching hot chicks do yoga rather than porn. Porn is so obvious, so swollen with itself, so boring. The tease of a little clothing and excitement of a few dance moves makes all the difference.
At first I thought the guy to the left with the butchered blond hair and tye-dye peace shirt was way too into this. How isn't he in viagara-esque pain? Oh, because "he" is really a "she." And she is in lesbian heaven. That's why. You go girl!
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.