I don’t know how much soap you’d need to sterilize Denise Richards, but I think it would probably take some industrial strength cleanser, the kind that takes a layer of her skin off in the process, because she has been around a long time and there’s clearly embedded smells that can’t be removed, kinda like an old t-shirt, if the old t-shirt was a used up cunt…I mean she was married to Charlie Sheen and he did have AIDS at one point…so you know, she’s played with fire and that kind of scarring can’t be scrubbed off.
You know that I don’t approve of Denise Richards being part of some weird cash grab humiliation process, other than the fact that it’s fun to see old celebrities show their true colors, and obviously it’s fun to see their wonky ass tits, rather than not doing this kind of content…..so my disapproval is part of what makes it all the better…because deep down inside, I fucking love that it happens, and so consistently too!