Author Topic: Twerkout class  (Read 1035 times)

I love me some twerkin. Back in the day when all there was was some good ole fashion booty clappin', I wished for more. I spent months, years waiting for my dreams to come true. When twerkin became the next cool thing it was like god had been listening to me for all this time. Countless hours of big booty bitches moving their fine asses. I cried the day I discovered twerkin.

I cried the day I discovered twerkin.

I cry too, just; in a different way...

what in gods name of loving stuff
what is this