I noticed this girl today with this mint ass. As she began to jump rope, my head panned upward and saw a set of fake jugs that didn't move and looked like two tennis balls. I quickly turned away to avoid puking my guts out on the stairmaster. I thought, "Whoah, that was a close one." Another second of that disgusting implant torture, I would have covered that piece of cardio equipment with ON whey protein.
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