Moans toppled from my lips. xvideos “We want you to be one of the competitors,” he explained. I once again refused. I once again pointed out that I still had no idea why he was telling me this. I couldn’t tell if she was acting or genuinely impressed by my performance. While I was told only the most beautiful of women would be selected, the only requirement—at least as far as the general public was concerned—was to send in a video recording explaining why you believed you deserved to be selected. He looked like the other massive stallions, only much smaller—I would later learn he was a Shetland pony. I guess celebrities are supposed to be assholes. Speaking of thrones, they had recently announced their very latest innovation.




















