This is my dog, I call him Cerberus
In what can only be described as an extremely disturbing development, Natalie has begun making a deep guttural grunting noise that would fit perfectly in a twisted Steven King novel about a possessed baby. In response, I've invested in some holy water, a cross, and a really cool ghost-buster back-pack...she does kind of resemble the stay-puff marshmallow man...
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Granted, this is now partly because you have generally very little closeness or intimacy between two paid performers, along with nature of an sizegenetics film set -- weird lighting, multiple cameras pointing at you, creepy directors barking orders, etc. -- is just not some of the most conducive to complete, uninhibited pleasure. With that said, if massive penises were truly magical pleasure rods that could make any woman thrash uncontrollably with little effort, it stands to reason that the female stars in sizegenetics films wouldn't are required to try so hard to appear like they were enjoying the experience.
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