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The music career of Meghan Trainor has been defined by rather desperate attempts to stay relevant. Whilst her initial song ‘All About That Bass’ was a success and took the world by storm, the following tracks were entirely pathetic attempt to cash in on a fanbase that just didn’t really care. And so, the world quickly forgot about the rather busty popstar and moved on. However, that wasn’t enough for the starlet and she wanted more. And well… In the age of shock-marketing, she went above and beyond the call of duty in a vain attempt to remain a marketable and popular name. Mimicking the mindset of Miley Cyrus, but with far less dignity -if that’s possible- she… well, she did this and posted the video as promotional material.             “We’re ready for you Ms Trainor,” the attendant called, knocking on her dressing room door and waiting patiently for the young girl to open. Opening the door, she walked straight past the atte...

I date Jenna Louise   Coleman. Yeah, I know, lucky me. And despite this being far beyond the bounds of reason, beyond the bounds of common decency and essentially being a terrible decision, I would like to tell you a particular story that rendered me… More than emasculated. And you may be wondering just why I would be willing to risk a relationship with such a woman by sharing a private story. And if you are wondering that well… Stay tuned.             Late one night, back at Jenna’s apartment, we found ourselves getting closer and closer, the wine helping to speed us up. Clambering on top of me, she straddled me, grinning lustfully as she leaned in and stole my lips, her tongue eagerly and hungrily dipping into my mouth, exploring and taking me by surprise. Her hands began to unbutton my shirt, one dipping lower to grab by crotch, instantly setting my cock hard, pressing and struggling against the fabric of my jeans. G...