Thursday it is! Let’s get this party started with a few clips with @cascaakashova
that I admittedly admit that are somewhat bizarre but such is life, deal with it. Look, the scenery is magnificent, so that is 95% of the battle. The theory behind these videos… completely unknown to me. I was just there for the tits. And the ass, and the pussy… so OK, there were several reasons. When confronted with a good time I really don’t care what artistic license anyone takes as long as I’m getting what I want out of it. I got Caska, that was payment in full and then some! Let me tell you about Caska. I mean, I already know you know she’s hot as fuck, but she is like a creative genius with all these fantastic ideas that she can not only think up but turn them into reality. I don’t have that in me as I am more a “lets just fuck his dick off” type person. No frills, just thrills. I wish I was creative but I don’t have the patience for it. Even when I was getting paid to do videos, I hated standing around while they screwed with sets and lines. I mean, there was a hard dick right in front of me… I need nothing more than that. Break out the penis and set me on cruise control… I’ll get you to the destination. Anyway, enjoy the video with and I will get you some more today so keep an eye for those.
Was going to shoot a video for today but got stuck at the Dr's office for hours. Appointments apparently only exist to their benefit. If you miss your appointment, they bill you. If they make you wait for three hours, all is good according to them. Anyway, who cares about that silly shit? I am posting some new stuff tomorrow with Caska so make sure you watch out for that. I do believe that you will like it!
I just finished posting about how I don't get recognized and of course, I get recognized. At the doctor's office, of all places. By a tech. He waited till it was just the two of us and said he followed me on Instagram and Twitter. I think he thought he would get more of a reaction out of me but I was so tired of waiting around I was like, "great, thanks." He wanted to talk, but again, I wasn't in the mood. Now I feel kind of bad for blowing him off and being grumpy. Three hours will wear you down, though. That's how long I waited. I know it wasn't his fault but sometimes the cunty mood just takes over and only time will reverse it. Shit happens. I hope he writes to me on one of them so I can say I'm sorry for not being more affable. He wasn't a bad-looking guy, I bet he will write to me. I hope so. Just so I can let him know I wasn't angry with him, per se.
I got a text from my swinger chick. I was going to get together with her tonight, but I had to blow her off. I was way late, had to run the dogs, cook, clean, and wasn't going to be good company tonight. It's hard to read people's moods when they text. If they don't use emojis, I don't know if they are happy, mad, sad, whatever. She is supposed to text me tonight. The more I think about it, giving her a good eating out is probably just what I need right now. I don't even want her to return the favor. Just spend a good hour working her body over would be good enough for me. Give me spank bank material for another time. I am not sure what she wants from me, to be honest. I love a gay relationship but right at this time in my life, I'm just not in the mood for going full on gay with her. She is hot as fuck, there is no doubt, but I can only take so much of her issues, which seem to be compounding daily with her goofy husband. I blocked him but I'm sure he will find a way to get a hold of me. He isn't a bad-looking guy, his dick is pretty good. I'd suck it if he wasn't such a pain in the ass at the moment. His marital problems have zero to do with me. Word to the wise, if you plan on swinging, you better know your partner and I mean really know your partner. Some folks drag the other one into it and they don't really want to do it until they do it. Then you have created a monster that only someone else can tame. In his case, his wife is kind of fixated on me. I can tell it’s a temporary thing. She will get over the initial thrill, maybe go back to her husband and pretend none of this ever happened. In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy licking her insides till she sprays me down. Take what I can get, so to speak. I do secretly hope she doesn’t go back to him and stays single and will be a super slutty friend with benefits. We could slay some serious dick together and then clean each other up afterwards with a post game debriefing, if you know what I mean. That sounds like a dream cum true to be honest. I need to plan this out. Just saying!
It is wide open Wednesday! Also question Wednesday.
People ask a lot of questions. I answer as many as I can in DM’s but sometimes I get the same question multiple times so I will take a guess and assume that it is a popular question and answer them here.
This one I only got once but I feel it’s worthy. “When are you coming to the United States? I live in Florida, Daytona Beach, Volusia County…. last I checked that is the good old US of A.
What do you curl and what is your arm routine? I curl 25lb dumbbells 4 sets of 20 and on each 3rd arm day I curl 35lbs 4 sets of 10-12. Plus, I add a bunch of other stuff in but you get the idea. I am bigger than you think. I am tall and I have long monkey arms which give my them a smaller appearance.
Do I meat with people? Of course I do. I just don’t set up dates on here. I meat people the old-fashioned way. Out and about at restaurants, bars, gyms, clubs, and the likes. I find online dates to be a tad bit serial killer like.
Have I ever fucked a fan? Tons of them. Lots of them were in my Shut Up and Fuck series, the others I just happened to run into out and about. There is a slight misconception that if you know me and come up and say hi that we will be fucking. Not how that works… at all.
How many times a day do people recognize you? Maybe once…. every month that is. I am not famous, people don’t run up to me on the daily asking for photos and such. I would consider myself fortunate if I get over one new fan to recognize me each month. Do I like when people recognize me? Absolutely. I am not afraid to admit it, I love it. That shit turns me on. Probably why so many fans got lucky over the years. Unless I am with kids, then use common sense and catch me another time.
What are you going to do when this ends, you will go broke and you won’t be able to get a job? I actually get this question in one form or another several times a week. Normally accompanied with a proposal of some sort. I saved every month, and I didn’t buy dumb shit I couldn’t afford like expensive cars. I paid my bills, kept my credit rating in the high 700’s to mid-low 800s. I live well within my means. I don’t care about jewelry, clothes, dumb shit like expensive purses and shoes. I shop at Walmart and I have been financially responsible for the last 30 years. I am fully funded on my retirement though I have to wait like everyone else to get the full benefits but I certainly won’t be broke unless the entire world collapses but if that happens who cares anyway? I don’t knock people who buy the best of everything; they are more than likely doing infinitely better than I am in their own way. I chose the lifestyle I wanted; I was successful at it, and I am beyond thrilled at the results. Would I change anything? Yes, I wish I would have started in the adult industry at 18. I feel like I cheated myself out of 10 plus years of absolute happiness working as a Respiratory Therapist instead of getting my box stuffed on camera. I am very serious about that. Plus, those were prime fucking years. My box was on hormone overdrive and the world needed to see that. It was chewing guys up and spitting em out like sunflower seeds. Sorry I deprived all the world of that spectacle. What I’m not telling you is my favorite porn stars of all time were in the 80s and 90s and I would have died at the chance to get at a few of them.
Good Morning everyone! Is it Humpday? Nope, it’s wide open Wednesday. I like wide open Wednesday better.
I have “cum” to the conclusion that testicle size has zero to do with the amount of jizz pumped out when a guy cums. I know a guy with great big softball sized nuts but only shoots out a small to medium amount of nut. I know another guy with very cute but tiny balls that shoot copious amount of sperm every damn time. Maybe softball nuts jerks off way more than tiny nuts does. Who knows? When you ‘re with me there is one thing that matters. The size of your load. A tiny cock with a huge load trumps a massive cock with a tiny load. Why? I don’t know. I love sperm. The more of it the merrier. That is probably why I enjoy making dicks cum without fucking them. I want to cause the impending eruption of jizz and I want to see it happen. I may have mentioned this once before that I once used to know a guy who had a fairly enormous dick, but the best part was the amount of semen he would pump out of his nuts. I once counted 11 ropes of jizz flying out. Not watery stuff, thick, long ropes. I got off on seeing and feeling that sperm splash my tongue, face, and tits so much that I would constantly be playing with his dick. I would show up to his work and literally beg him to let me suck his cock. We didn’t go anywhere in a car unless I was jerking and sucking him off while we drove. It was all about his cum. The amount of it to be exact. He left more semen stains on my clothes than everyone else combined. He actually dumped me. He said I only cared about sex and not him personally. He was right. I thought he was a douchebag with a twinge of Twink in him. But that didn’t stop me from falling in complete and utter love with his penis and massive sperm baths. I think I may have cried when I realized my body would be without his ball juice on me, in me, or both. Maybe I’m a sexual sociopath. Read on, someone thinks that I just might be.
So, I open my email this morning to find out that some random person has diagnosed me as a Sociopath. He has gone on to inform me that I have three choices in life.
I can split up with my boyfriend/husband whichever I have so I avoid causing him severe and permanent mental disabilities. That’s my first choice. My second choice is I can confront my boyfriend/husband about this behavior and tell him that I’ve been in the grip of something seriously injurious to him and I’m scared and I want to make it right and stay together. Finally, I can secretly begin working with someone qualified to help me understand and change my behavior and figure out, as I go along, how to disentangle myself from this behavior and do the least amount of damage possible.
Wonderful, those are my three choices. Choices, choices, choices. There are too many choices in this world. That’s why I cheat. There are too many wonderful dicks, tits, and pussies in this world to make a choice. Am I a terrible person? To some I am sure I am the Anti-Christ. To others, well, just a solid fuck buddy. Do people get all screwed up when I step out on them? Of course they do. But let’s get a few things out in the open. It’s been 20-plus years since I said I was anyone’s steady girlfriend. I have admitted on first dates that I am not a faithful person and I still do. The last guy that said he was going to put a ring on my finger was told that it needed to be a bigger size, so I could take it off easily when I was going out to find a dick to fuck. He thought I was kidding; I wasn’t. I cheated on him in less than three days. He said he was heartbroken. I reminded him he was cheating on his second wife with me. Cheating…. is there anyone who reads this crap I blurt out that thinks I actually wouldn’t step out on you? I am not property, neither are you. I don’t own you; you don’t own me. I make no commitment to anyone that I will be faithful. If you ask me, I will in no uncertain terms tell you that someone else will have their cock inside of me and I will enjoy every inch of it. I was never yours. It was simply your turn. Now it’s someone else’s turn. Maybe you will get another turn or twenty. If you don’t like it, go find some chick that will play by whatever rules you think is fair. I have my own rulebook and being faithful isn’t in it. On a side note, I don’t consider sex with other people being unfaithful, unloyal, much less shocking or damaging. If you cheat on me, and I have said this before, then you better damn well have all the details for me so I can at least get off listening to you tell me about it. But by all means, don’t let me get in the way of hot piece of ass. Feel free to invite me if the situation warrants it. Just saying.
Did some cheesy pics today in the gym. Why? Why not? Beats doing non cheesy pics without nudity... I know that much!
What's new? I got a guy texting me to stay away from him and his girlfriend. First things first, I haven't seen him in the better part of a year and I haven't seen nor talked to his girlfriend since I blocked her number on my phone. Though she does still write to me on Instagram. This guy approaches me at Froggy's I would guess almost a year ago. He says his girlfriend has a thing for me. I check her out. She is banging hot, and he wasn't so bad himself. We talk, we fucked, we exchanged numbers. He gets with me like a week later; we set it up; we do it again. He wasn't all that in the sack, but she was. So the next day after our last fuck I get a text from her. She wanted to get together. I kind of thought it was all part of their little sexy game, but it wasn't. She told me how she hated him. He was always trying to get her swap with other couples so he could bang the hot wife, but she was stuck with the not so hot husband she didn't want to fuck. Sure, I banged her out like a good whore would, and I had my fun. But all the complaining and the somewhat clingy manner she had about her was turning me off. So I avoided her as much as I could. But, I get horny now and then for her and she texted me last week, and I brought her to my place and ate her for lunch, then for dinner, and the next morning she was breakfast as well. She said she left him. She didn't tell me that she left him that day, and this was the first night she was on her own. She started hinting around that she needed a place to stay and I was like STOP.... not going to happen. Nobody is moving in with me... period. The only people I can tolerate for an extended amount of time are my dogs. So she left. Then I start getting calls from the husband accusing me of wanting to steal his wife. I know, stupid but true. I inform him I wasn't trying to "steal" anyone and he should discuss this with his wife. He calls me a few choice names. I hang up, hope it's the end of this little drama fest and go back to eating my pretzels and cheese. The next day he calls again, goes through the same things, warning me this time saying there will be a priced to pay. I say sure. Then she calls, wants to get together again. Fuck it. I like licking her pussy. I could lick her box for days it really is that good. So I bang her out with my tongue again. She leaves and apparently tells him I ate her till she gushed in my mouth. He calls, yelling and screaming. I block his number, not hers. If she calls or texts again, I will definitely eat her out. There is no doubt about that. Look, it's all fun and games in the swinging world till I fuck your wife better than you do and she ends up belonging to me. So, I say to all you swingers, careful what you wish for. Just because you swing with a set of rules doesn't mean that I do. Just saying. And thanks for your wife, she tastes great!
Tuesday it is. Titty Tuesday. I can compete in that category. I shall compete in that category! Tits rock. They always have, always will, and rightly should so. We are truly strange creatures. Completely captivated by body parts and such. I’m good with that. I enjoy staring at beautiful people. They may not feel the same but such is life and tough cookies, beautiful people, that is a small price to pay.
I was supposed to film myself getting fucked yesterday, but I didn’t. I got selfish, and I put the camera down and got fucked one on one, no audience. Why? Because I just wanted to feel his cock inside of me, touching me in those magical places only a cock can touch properly. No distractions, just feeling his dick slip inside of me, nice and smooth, gently nudging my insides apart to make room for it. I came like a motherfucker. So hard I hurt my neck from pushing it down on the pillow. I’m getting old. You know you 're getting old when you hurt yourself fucking. Sometimes I injure myself when I’m sleeping now. I go to bed fine but wake up all kinds of fucked up. I must dream I’m running a triathlon or something to fuck myself up that badly in my sleep. Who knows? I started taking Claritin D for allergies. I guess it kind of works but what it does do is make me dream like nobody’s business. Sex dreams at that. Extremely realistic dreams and I guess that is what they mean by “Claritin Clear.” I kid you not because I had a dream that was very weird the other night and now I can’t get it out of my head. I’m going to tell you, but I don’t want you to judge me on this. In this dream I gave my current boyfriend a pill and it painfully and with great detail turned him into a chick. His dick shrunk up and his balls sucked in, both replaced with a tasty-looking, petite vagina. He grew a fantastic set of tits, and his face changed into a very attractive woman. He lost all his muscles and male features as well. Plus, I was much stronger than he was now, and I used that to overpower him. He still had the mind of a guy but the body of a hot chick. He was crying and all of that, mostly because I made him masturbate in front of me until his cunt drooled cum. I can be mean like that. Anyway, I ended up bringing home a dude with a massive black cock and testicles the size of softballs and watched him get fucked in his new weak super girly body. He didn’t want to, but I told him if he didn’t I would tell all his stud friends he was now a hot little bitch. No dick, no balls. Before I knew it he has massive dick inside of him rearranging his insides. I told the owner of that gigantic BBC I wanted him to cum inside of her/him. My boyfriend begged me not to let that happen. I wanted it to happen. Right when the dick inside of him started doing its release pump, I kept asking him if he could feel the sperm touching his insides for the first time ever. I wanted to know if he could feel the penis jerking around inside of him, pushing more and more cum into him, trying to breed him. Then my boyfriend came. He came like I do. So strong nothing else matters except that moment when everything is nothing but senseless, amazing sensation. I kept asking him what he felt like now that he knew what it was like to be completely owned by a cock. What it felt like to be turned into a bitch because he would now be begging for it to be put inside of him. It went on and on and he ended up pregnant and I woke up. Thanks Claritin D! The worst part is I now I wish they would make some of those pills because that crap turned me on! Wonder why? I guess probably because I get along better with guys and I could share some things in common if we both had vaginas. Anyway. I blame the D… Claritin D that is. I blame the other D for everything else it makes me do!
Hey, folks. I have a big clit. A massive clit, to be precise. It began growing when I was in my 20s and I blame it on masturbating from a very early age. I have been getting busy with my clit since I figured out it was there. I love my clit. Big clits mean she’s fucking lots of dicks. Remember, it was me that said that. All these shrunken clit chicks are running at a quarter of my speed. Chicks with big clits fuck. They fuck a lot. They fuck men, women, both at the same time. Hell, they look at fire hydrants differently than everyone else. Today, I felt like working my girl cock over and hard. So without further ado, here is a new video, made it an hour ago. I would have put it up sooner but I had to clean up my chair. Not kidding. Let me know what you think. Would you suck on my clit? Let’s go one step further… would you drink down my girl jizz? Would you? I would drink it and lick it clean but then again I would do a lot of things most people won’t do. Let me know!
I found these pics; they are pretty fucking hot. As soon as I saw them, I remembered when I took them right away. Not quite a year ago. The guy who left his sperm in me had a massively long cock, massively long, big black cock, that is. I put on my QOS tat for him so he knew exactly what I wanted. He wanted me to tell him that I wanted him to breed me, as in seriously breed me, like get knocked up. Believe me, I would of if I could of. But as most of you know, that shipped sailed when I was 30. It’s one of my weird fantasies, one of the many that is, to be bred by a massive black cock and make my pathetic husband raise it. Couldn’t tell you why that turns me on, but it does. A lot. I would probably stay married if I had a cuck husband like that. I love cuck dudes, nothing better than a good do as they are told, cuck as a massive cock breeds me right in front of him. The guy that fucked me and left the load inside of me fucked me standing up. His dick was so long and big it made my stomach move when he sunk it in. I could see it moving my guts around in the mirror. I remember that fuck well. It was mind blowing sex. I wanted more, but he went back home to Massachusets and I haven’t seen him in a while. Hopefully I will see him this summer again, maybe he will stay longer and let me film him trying to breed me properly. I fucking hope so!
Ok, so kind of out of things to post today so I will dig through some stuff and see what I got. I got some good stuff for this coming week so keep an eye out for that. Lets see what we can come up with today!
Do I have dirty thoughts often? Yes, I do. I always have. I listen to guys tell stories about sitting in class with boners. I used to sit in class with wet panties. I used to imagine what the guys sitting around me looked like with a hard on. They had zero idea how wet they used to make me. So yes, I have dirty thoughts, and yes I take dirty pictures almost daily. Some guys act like they don’t like that, but it’s all an act. I had a chick ask me not too long ago what is the first thing I think about when I see a hot guy. That’s easy, what his cock will feel like in my mouth. That is always the first thing I think of when it cums to dirty thoughts. The honest answer blew her mind. I guess she thought I was going to say what a wonderful person I thought he might be. Never. That never pops in my mind. It’s always get his dick in my mouth immediately. We can worry about the personality things later. I have no idea what guys think about first. I would guess it’s something sexual. I would hope its something sexual. I may or may not have more of a sexual mind than most guys, that is open for debate. However, what I do know is having a dirty mind makes boring conversations so much easier to take. Just saying.
There is this thing going around about how chicks shouldn’t be gawked/stared at, complimented on, or otherwise even noticed if they dress like a complete whore. Let’s get into this a little. First things first, you had me at whore. That is exactly what I was going for when I dressed up in this skimpy little outfit. Second if we go by this insane logic that we shouldn’t check you out when you dress slutty as fuck, and thank the heavens for slutty dressers, then you should basically just walk around naked and we won’t bother looking at you. Of course if you dress like a hot ho we are going to notice you. I will notice you. I will look at you. No, I will stare at you with a lustful look in my eye, because you look hot as fuck. That is the exact look you were going for so when you get the confirmation that we agree, you 're hot as fuck, then be happy for yourself. You achieved the goal. Now I’m not saying anyone should run up and get in their face or touch them in any way or even say anything remotely weird. They shouldn’t. But simply looking at you because you dressed hot a fuck isn’t rude in my book. It’s the desired effect you were going for when you slipped that shit on. So basically, fuck off with all this woke I can wear what I want shit and nobody better stare at me shit. I’m going to stare at you. Long and hard with a crazy look in my eye. Admit it… that’s what you wanted all along! Why else would you dress that way? Because you like it? You think you look good dressed all whorish? You are correct, you look fantastic. Me staring at you is my way of showing appreciation for a job well done. Get used to it. Now fuck off with all this crybaby shit. You should be sending me thank-you notes for being a creeper. Catch you all in a bit!
Good Sunday morning everyone. Hope your Saturday went well. Mine did, but I was a bad girl. I went to a neighborhood picnic and had a good time. I met a good-looking guy there, 34, nice bod, all that good stuff. He was from Tampa but was visiting his parents here in Daytona. He’s married and has a few rug rats back in Tampa. I left well enough alone, but he kept striking up conversations and flirting. Not when his parents were around though, all they talked about then was his wife and the little ones. They are truly fans of his wife, that much is obvious. If they find out, I emptied his testicles all over my tits last night, lets just say they will not be happy. It was a good fuck. I’ll give him that. We had to use condoms, though, and I fucking hate condoms. Not that I think they are a bad idea, they aren’t. Nevertheless, that doesn’t mean I have to like them. So, since he had a condom on anyway, I let him stretch my rectum out and plunge me with his dick till I came. Then off with the condom and to work, I went till he dropped a nice load on my chest. It was a lot of fun. Until he started whining about how he shouldn’t of done it and he was an idiot. He loved his wife, blah blah blah. I literally told him, “Dude, this isn’t the start of a relationship. You fucked my ass, made me cum, I sucked your cock, made you cum, lets shake hands and see you later.” Then he got even dumber. He started in on “That’s all I meant to you? And I quote this next line “I was just a sexual escapade?” That made me laugh. I don’t know why, but it did. My laughing made him mad. The madder he got, the more I laughed. It was an awkward cycle. Anyway, I at least I got a good fuck out of him before I concluded he was a ding dong. I almost want to show his parents the pics we took in his hotel room. Every time I run into them across the street, and I do all the time, I will think about their son’s dick sliding in and out of my ass. If only he had ended this thing on a high note. I would be furiously fingering myself right now, anticipating the encounters with his parents! What is the moral of this story? I don’t really have one. I feel pretty good about the whole thing. Maybe if you think you are going to feel guilty about dumping jizz in a woman, not your wife… don’t do it. Of course that seems silly to me, but who am I to judge? Catch you all in a bit!
As stated earlier, I was able to get my roof fixed and pay for it with some manual labor of my own! He was handy with his hands, so I got handy with mine! I definitely changed his oil. The other guy didn't show up, so it made it easy! Anyway, he was down to shoot a video so here it is! Let me know what you think! https://onlyfans.com/u125291845
Hello everyone. Hope you had a good Friday night. Mine wasn’t bad at all. Had some decent food, good laughs, drank some sperm. Just a nice tranquil night. Today is looking pretty good as well. Sun is out, should be some guys coming over later to help me finish my roof. I finally found the leak but need some help to patch it. Hopefully, they will accept draining their testicles inside of me as payment. I am being serious here, not just fucking around looking for the easy OMG shock thing. First, they are both friends. Second, one of them I have fucked more than a few times. https://onlyfans.com/u125291845 The other one is someone who is kind of new to my circle of friends. I made a statement above that “I drank some sperm” last night, and I did and enjoyed every second of it. So much I did it a second time and let him soak my tits with his jizz. I didn’t let him touch me though because I have high hopes for today and by holding off if and when I cum… it should be legendary. The ball… or balls, are in their court. My vagina is sloppy wet and open for business if they choose to sample my goods. The ass is in play today as well, though that would be unexpected. It takes some guys that really comfortable with their sexuality to DP a chick. Lots of guys are not comfortable being in such close quarters with other mens body parts. If it “cums” up though… I will be leaking jizz from both holes and that’s a promise! I have only been DP’s a few times and every time has been beyond amazing. It’s the after the fuck mind fuck that is the absolute best. Unless you have ever walked around with nut leaking out of your ass and box at the same time… I don’t know how to explain it. It’s a frustratingly perfect feeling that I know I will never get often enough.
My friend Kay asked to watch me blow my guy last night. Who am I to say no to that? I asked her to take a few pics the second time around. She watched, and I made eye contact with her most of the time. She never looked away, but she never touched herself, which I thought surely she would. From start to finish, she was fixated on us, though. When I told her I wanted to do it again, I told her if she needed to get going, don’t let me keep you. She asked to stay again for the second time around. I went to work. And she stared wide eyed, never touched herself or made any indication that it turned her on. Was she? I don’t know. I have yet to talk to her since last night. She had to be. Why else would she stay for round 2? She used to be very quiet but lately she has been calling me asking me lots of questions about the guys I get with. I don’t think she is interested in being gay buddies with me; she has never come across that way. I think my sexuality might fascinate her and expand her sexuality as well. Have I ever had girlfriends watch before? Of course. But they say things, touch themselves, most eventually join in. There was none of this last night. Just her sitting still and completely focused on watching. If she doesn’t get a hold of me shortly, I am going to call her. I kind of have to know what we are up to, if you know what I mean. I am annoyingly curious as to what is running through her mind. I admit I am also quite a bit turned on by it as well. I have this porn scenario running through my mind that involves us being together along with everyone else. I will keep you posted on this when I actually know what it is up myself! @u125291845
Hello everyone. Here is a bad ass video, a long one, but still bad ass! I say that in an 80s kind of way when the word “cool” was replaced by “bad” for whatever reason. Still you should check this video out. It’s a long video, as I stated before, much longer than I usually make. Why is it so long, you ask? Because sometimes when you have another girl who is actually into the dick as much as I am, you have to share cock time. It’s only fair. As you may notice, Boyd has a masterpiece of a dick. We needed plenty of time on it. Kenzie is super fun to work with and you should definitely check her out! Anyway, watch this video and let me know what you think. It is that time again where I grovel for tips but only if you are digging my stuff. It’s never required but undoubtedly massively appreciated. In case you were wondering who the others are, here you go, the amazing @kenzifoxx and the stud @boydbanksxxx
Changing subjects. Someone asked me how I live with myself when I cheat so much. First, I didn’t make the rules of fidelity, they never asked for my input on them, I never voted to approve the rules of being faithful, so I don’t feel that I need to follow them. In fact, I kind of make up my own rules and rule number one is… It isn’t cheating if he has a big dick. I’m just saying here. Rule number two is important. It’s not cheating if I simply declare I’m dating you both… or in some cases, everyone involved. Number three is a good one. Your best friend is fair game. I am simply being sociable with my vagina. It’s a long list of rules that I play by that by the power vested in me by me, allow me to allow others to place their penis inside me in a variety of ways. Have I ever been cheated on? Absolutely. Did it hurt? I guess it probably did. Mostly because I wasn’t asked to join, and I felt left out. Honestly, if you are dating me and you want to breed another chick, just tell me. Sure, I’m going to be heartbroken… if I can’t join, but as long as you give me all the details down to each spurt of jizz, I’m good with it. I don’t know why guys are so afraid to say they have the hots for another chick. There is something wrong with you if you don’t. I have the hots for other guys, girls, trannies; you name it, if it looks good, I want it. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to go home to you, just means my box got the slipperies for someone else. I do get guys that get mad if I point out another hot dude when I’m with them. They shouldn’t. There is always going to be a hotter girl than me, just there will always be a hotter guy than you. Means zero other than they are fun to look at. At least for me that’s the case. I suppose it’s not uncommon for people to fall in love with people off of appearance only. Not for me, though. My vagina falls in love on site, the rest of me just tolerates them while I try to get them to slip it in me. Holy fuck, I am getting weird on a Friday! I need to knock this one off about right here before I really start getting out there.
So, I didn’t watch the news for a few days. I heard something about a pipeline getting goofed up but paid zero attention to it. It’s hard to pay attention to the news anymore. It’s never good, tends to be borderline ridiculous, and seems to be on never ending repeat. Anyway, pipeline story. So I went to get gas on my little Daytona Beach island and boom, no gas. I actually put the nozzle in, and was trying to get my card to swipe before I read the message. Fuckers were out of gas. I look over and there is a guy sitting in the back of his pickup truck bed with three big blue barrels. He was waiting for the tanker truck so he could fill them up. Why? I can’t figure that out. I mean, if we actually run out of gas and I mean completely, where are you going to go? Nothing will be open. Nothing. Everyone would be out of gas except for you, but even then, for how long? Are you going to escape to somewhere? Are you worried your lawn is going to get out of control? Just tell me why? I didn’t ask him any of those questions. I would have liked to, but I didn't think about them till later, anyway. So I drove away, went a half a mile down the road and filled up at the next station, no lines, no waiting. Guess the joke was on him. I have a little Honda that gets like amazing gas milage so I won’t need gas for another month. I don’t drive that much. Anyway my point was I need to pay more attention to the news so I don’t shock myself when the next shortage of whatever it is we are going to run out slaps me in the face. Someone said it’s the 70s all over again, I’m not old enough to remember any of that but I’ll take their word for it.
I think these came out pretty good for just goofing around. I had to take them all by myself, nobody around to push the snap button on the phone. Timer and twisty tripod is the method and these pics are the result. Let me know what you think.
Yes, I know I’m a mess in the morning. You ain’t looking too hot yourself at zero dark thirty either. Such is life. I think I used to look OK when I was back in my 20s but that ship has sailed, docked, sailed again and is now sinking. I know this. Hey, at least I’m not waking up looking for my first shot of meth and if I don’t have that it’s off to Ace Hardware for a can of purple spray paint to huff. I like grape flavor, hence the purple. Don’t laugh. I know people who do this. I am watching a big name in porn come apart at the seams as we speak. Porn is not for the fragile and mentally unstable. It eats them up and spits them out without fail every time. Sadly, porn attracts the unstable and broken. I am neither. I am extremely stable and I’m not broken in any sense of the word. I am, however, twisted and that my friend is the only quality acceptable for porn. One doesn’t grow to be twisted. One doesn’t learn to be twisted. You either are or you 're not. There is no in between. Being twisted is not a bad thing. It’s not evil though I suspect there is a version for that. I don’t have that version. I am sexually twisted as I place more emphasis on sex than I do on relationships. To explain that without explaining it… I like your dick a whole lot more than I will ever like you. That is sexually twisted. Is it wrong? Not for me, but I only speak for myself. I am very upfront about what you may or may not get with me so I don’t feel bad when another guy is about to unload his balls inside of me in the Walmart bathroom while my boyfriend is in the car waiting on me. I am an excellent friend but I am an awful significant other. Am I a sex addict? No. Is there really such a thing? I don’t wig out when I can’t get a dick in me. I don’t have to have sex. I want to have sex. I just like to have sex more than most but it doesn’t run, damage, or otherwise lower the quality of my life. If someone loves to play chess, are they an addict? No, they just love to play chess. I love to have sperm dumped inside of me. Half a dozen of one, six of the other. Even if I was a sex addict and massively addicted to porn… I am not willing to change. Fuck, I’m not a sex addict, I just have restless vagina syndrome. It’s a thing. Consider me a pervert, not a sex addict. Sex addicts go to meetings. I go to gang bangs. Even if I was a sex addict, no rehab for me because as we all know, nobody likes a quitter. Last one… get ready for it… I’m not a sex addict, I am simply committed to the cause.
OK, I’ll quit. I am sure I have annoyed you enough for one session. I got my sex meeting to go to… not rehab, just a bunch of guys waiting to breed me properly!
Brooke.
I guess at one point I thought I was doing a good Sharon Stone impression. I must have watched that scene a hundred times. Always wanted to do that for real but never really had the chance, and when I did, I wasn't dressed for the part. Of course I have never been dragged into a room full of cops either, but if I ever was they have to arrest for lewd and lascivious conduct because shit is going to happen!
Here is something you don't see every day. Let me know what you think about this bombastic bouncing good time! @dollyfoxvip @paytonhallxxx @sallydangeloxxx @deauxma
It's Wednesday. Stuck in the middle, hanging around. I can think of worse things to be doing than this! I did this one a while ago, at least three or four months ago but it never found it's way up on here. Probably because I thought it was to tame. I kind of like to do the harder stuff if you know what I mean!
It's wide open Wednesday. No more Hump Day. There is a theme to these photos... they are kind of wide open. https://onlyfans.com/u125291845 Humpday. Hate that term. I rarely get laid on hump day. It seems to be my most unlucky day for getting humped. I should work on that. Change the Karma up or something goofy like that. What’s new. My vagina went penis free last night. In other words, it went vegan. What the fuck guys? If my vagina even gets a whiff of a stiff dick right now, it’s going to need a “ShamWow.” Remember those? I don’t even know what they were or are, but they sure sucked up a lot of puddles on the commercial. So basically what I’m saying is my box needs a cock massage… it’s under a lot of stress right this minute. I hate to be the one to inform you of this, but apparently guys miss signals. If I grab your ass… no matter where we might be… I want to fuck. If I smack your ass… I really want to fuck. I’m not just goofing around. That’s my pussy telling you to do something with it. If I grab your ass in the store… fuck me in the car. Take me in the bathroom, just stick it the fuck in and I will do the rest. I miss the cave dweller days which was like 10 or 15 yrs ago. When guys would say the worst shit and I would smile and grade them on their sexual harassment abilities. The higher the grade, the more likely I would drink their sperm. Ah, the good old days. I like straight men way more than I do gay men. Less competition. I don’t have to be fighting off competition for the hot guy in the room when I’m with straight men. I like straight women more than gay women. They aren’t as needy. I consider myself extremely gay as well as extremely straight. It’s a hard trick to pull off, but I have mastered the craft. It can be frustrating when you have to make a choice between one or the other, but the guys tend to win because cocks do way more wonderful things both visually and physically. I’m going on and on about what I don’t even know anymore. So, there will be at the minimum a blowjob video today, maybe more if I can convince him to do so. I am biting the bullet on this one and I’m doing it for you guys. My pussy is like fuck the camera, just fuck me till I drool jizz. My unselfish side is saying film it, you can always whack yourself off later if you don’t cum. Yes, lets drop the truth bomb. Yes, I do cum when I’m fucking guys for fun and video it. I don’t cum near as hard though. Too much going on. Sometimes shit doesn’t go as planned and I don’t get off, which makes my box very upset. So I finish the job manually afterwards. With that said, I will now give the signal at the end of each video that will tell you if I came. That signal being a thumbs up! If I give no signal, then I did not. I mean, I don’t want to be giving a thumbs down because everyone knows what that means and I don’t want to socially rude. But you will know so there’s that.
How about some unhappy fan reader mail? That’s always good for a chuckle. I posted something on Instagram. Some of you have obviously seen it. It’s me smoking a cigar. That invoked some odd feelings in several fans. Not quite sure why. I will include the picture for your perusal.
Mike writes ”mike_dubbs33”
“Just stop this is painful! Fucking dork”
Yet he still follows me oddly enough. Dork. Is that even a bad thing anymore? I am pretty sure he lives in the area and has been asking me if I have seen his jacked up truck. I could be wrong, but probably not. No, I haven’t seen his jacked up truck. There are a million jacked up trucks here. For fuck’s sake, it’s Daytona Beach… home of the jacked up everything. Now don’t go running to my rescue and try to salvage my feelings from this horrible assault on my fragile emotions. I remember way back when, when Yahoo Messenger was a thing and I used to kick people off the phone just so I could log onto the internet. I used to get upset about such things. Then I realized some of it is actually kind of funny. If you can’t laugh at yourself, you aren’t living your full life. I also realized that the people doing the insulting would get super upset if their insults made me laugh. The more insulting they got, the funnier it became to me. Weird, I know, but honestly, the best part of getting old is you seriously have zero fucks to give for these types of things. Plus, I brought this up because I couldn’t stop laughing last night about the use of “Dork.” I don’t know why it’s funny, but I’m laughing as I type this right now. Did you ever just find something funny and even though other people are like “Hey, weirdo, it’s not that funny.” but you can’t stop laughing anyway? That’s where I was and kind of still am on this one. I mean, this wasn’t the only one I got on this picture. “SnowPiercer69 writes (Hey old hag you look older than the smoke)” I am not quite sure what that means but it seems to lack any effort at all as well as zero in the originality or creative department. I don’t remember tossing insults at anyone randomly, but if I were going to, they would be well thought out and with a touch of pizazz. Just saying. Man, I have wasted five minutes on these ding dongs. Wait. Let me rephrase that. I have wasted five minutes on these “dorks.” That is my new go to word now. “Dork” Let’s bring it back and make it popular again. Thanks, Mike! Two thumbs up, Mr!
Anyway, I am out for this post. I have several posts to put up today, so watch for them!
Brooke.
Hello again. I’m back. I am back perhaps a little too regularly. What’s going on? Not too much. I have a video to make today that involves boxing and cigars, but the weather isn’t collaborating. What does the weather have to do with it, you inquire? The cigar needs to be lit and I don’t want to smoke in my shack. So I have to shoot it on my porch which is screened in and covered, but the breeze drives the rain in and that is going on right now. Hopefully, it ends shortly. So anyhow, that is the start to my day.
So I saw my boy toy from the other day. He had on a truly nice pair of trousers and I tested the zipper out just to establish that it worked. He dropped by on a break from work. I unzipped him and sucked him until he gave up a fat gob of sperm down my esophagus. Not one drop spilled, thank you very much. In fact, I drank him until he was soft and he had zero drippage. That is a proper blowjob in my book. He wanted to fuck, but that didn’t take place. My pussy wanted to fuck, but I want to be the proper servant to his cock and have him make me plead to have him place it inside of me. I love the way thinking about that makes my pussy get massively wet. Wet like that makes the cock slide in so fucking deep! If he doesn’t put it in me tomorrow, I will unquestionably be begging. Some of the best orgasms are those you really fucking wanted but didn’t get them exactly when you wanted them. Just a quick hint. If you ever catch me grinning and staring off into space, I’m most likely thinking about your dick. That frequently takes place after you screw me so good I can actually feel it when I think about it.
Alright guys. Another tip. If you feel the desire to masturbate, that’s lovely. Just let me observe. Its common courtesy. I love watching guys get off on their own. Who doesn't? It’s way cooler than chicks doing it. I mean boneless things become hard and grow way bigger than they should, bodily fluids actually eject for real as in you have no choice in whether the jizz is leaving your balls and geysering out of your dick. Chicks have to do that for show. I’m sure there are a few ladies that have to p!ss themselves when they cum, but for the most part, no. We dribble the genuine stuff. So, don’t be reluctant to let us know when you are feeling like a satisfying whack job, we might do more than just look. I know, I talk for myself and some chicks would judge you a perv, but do you truly want to live with such a prude? It is just jerking off. Every guy on the globe does it. Who really gives a shit if they do? I do my own version of jerking off frequently. It’s fucking awesome! The one thing whoever made us got 100% correct is our capacity to jerk off. Just saying.
They assert, and I don’t know how true it is, that every orgasm is a little piece of death. Seems odd. But, if it’s accurate, lets hit the bedroom and work on murdering each other. Just saying.
Catch you all later!
As promised, a new video with myself, @kenzifoxx and @boydbanksxxx . I had a ton of fun making this video and definitely planning on making more stuff with them both in the future. Both super nice and super squared away, just how I like them! There are some interesting positions going on in this video, so check them out and see what you think! I am going to ask you for some charity tips here, totally optional, but much appreciated, more than you will ever know. So if you can and like the video, please feel free to make me a multi billionaire.
Other things went on this weekend as well. Well, they did on Saturday. Sunday was kind of a porn wash as it was Mother’s day, but not only did I get fucked Saturday afternoon, I got the holy Mother fucked out of me Saturday night as well! I mean this dude dick dazed and leaking fluids from all three holes. When I got home, I still had dried jizz on my face, sperm running out of my box leaving salty trails on my thighs… I was wearing shorts, shorts that also had a big wet spot from the baby batter leaking out of my asshole. I don’t even know what happened… all I know is I want to do it again. That my friends is what I call kicking of “Happy MILF… oops, I mean Happy Mother’s day” correctly. If I had all my parts, I would have definitely been starting my journey as a Mother all over again. He left so much sperm inside of me there was no way I wouldn’t have been bred. This guy is a walking baby factory. If he isn’t careful, he will leave them all over Daytona. Anyway, I don’t really care about that, I only care that he does his best to keep trying to breed me with gallons of his cum. He won’t let me film, he is a legal professional. Worried about his career and all that good stuff. I get it. Still, what is the harm in taking a pic of my destroyed pussy pouring his baby batter out of me? It’s not like someone is going to recognize his jizz. I’m not going to argue, I want to continue being owned by this mans cock so I will keep my jizz covered lips closed about it. I guess he is an alright dude. I paid little attention to what he was saying. I can’t even remember who he said he works for or exactly what he does. I know what his dick does to my pussy though. All kinds of magical things. Then when it’s done there, it sneaks in my ass and dumps a fat, sticky load of jizz in my colon that stays there for the rest of the night. I like that. I like that a lot. I can feel it up in there. Sliding around. A piece of his body that left his testicles and sprayed my insides down with it, coating my guts and making them slippery. Then after talking to me about something that I doubt I even heard after fantastic reaming, he slips it in my mouth and fucked my face till he shot his third load down my gullet. I don’t even know what to say other than I am in love with his cock. I don’t even remember what he really looks like, but I can tell you exactly what his dick looked like down to the pores. He is cumming over later today and I fully expect to be left paralysed by a cock, leaking bodily fluids that are not mine profusely from just about everywhere. It was so good I almost broke down and saw him yesterday, but I found my fortitude and did the “Mother’s Day” thing. I will keep you posted on it.
So, yes, I am lifting my 2019 Ford F250 Pickup. I never knew doing that made me a racist, but I guess I just get up to late in the morning to be part of the woke crowd. I suppose I will have to inform my multi racial kids that I can no longer be part of their life as I am white supremacist. To be fair, they didn’t call me a white supremacist; I added that for effect. For fuck’s sake, people are stupid. Is it possible that a person could just like the style of lifted trucks without making a racial statement? Apparently not. You know, when you die, you don’t know your dead. It’s only upsetting to the people who knew you. Being stupid is the exact same thing. So, when you come up with such an incredibly stupid stance like this, understand that your stupidity, while may not concern yourself, is very upsetting and annoying to everyone else. This person has not been to Jeep Week or Truck Week. Jeep Week is massively multicultural, multiracial, just happy people having fun breaking their Jeeps and buying huge lift kits made to cater to their style and likes. Truck week is not so multiracial, but it is definitely catching up and fast. And guess the fuck what? NOBODY… except tard knocking morons, that is, give one shit about any of that crap. I am not a fool, there is no need to pretend otherwise. I know there are idiots on every side of the issue, but the fact is that the vast majority of complete morons are the ones accusing everyone of everything. So I say to those folks, go fuck yourself in a way not humanly possible. You are not the solution; you are the problem. Sorry about this. I know this is a porn site, you cum here for that, but there are some dip shits in this world whose stupidity and self righteousness truly insults my very being.
Anyway… Happy Monday. Mine will get infinitely better because not only has my lift kit arrived, my fucking partner has confirmed he will lift me to new heights with his dick tonight!
Catch you all later
Love ya
Brooke
So I have new content, but you are going to have to wait till tomorrow to see it in its entirety. With @boydbanksxxx @kenzifoxx Of course it will be free, I don’t do the PPV trick… and it does really feel like a trick because it happened to me. I joined a girls OF because I have a girl crush on her and every fucking message was a PPV thing. She put crap I could see on Twitter or Instagram on her timeline. I didn’t re-sub after that. I feel like I told you a price; you agreed, and you paid, thank you very much by the way, so now it’s time for me to produce the goods for the price I agreed upon. No unlocks or PPV, just the content I agreed to give you. That’s how I feel, anyway. I’m not saying it’s the correct way to do things for everyone, but it feels right to me. So tomorrow I will roll out one of the videos and then later this week the second one, so watch for it!
Hope your day went well today. Mine went pretty damn good. Couldn’t do a bunch of stuff today because today is Mother’s day and if you didn’t know it, I am a Mom. So we did the whole Mother’s Day thing, and that kind of took up a sizeable chunk of the day. Do they know what I do? Absolutely. Do we sit around and talk about it? Of course not. That would be creepy and weird. But they have known for just about ever now. Everyone has kind of known. My neighbors, the people at the bars and restaurants, sometimes I will be in Lowes or Walmart and someone will come up and say hi. That doesn’t happen very often, I am not that well known at all. But occasionally. What kills me are girls who have like a zero following who think they are famous, tweet like they are famous, Instagram like they are famous, and when I talk to them, they tell me they get approached and recognized 10 times a day. Look, I have been out and about with some serious porn chicks, way more successful than me in the world of porn, chicks who, if you watch porn, you know who they are. Miraculously, nobody knows who we are unless we tell them. But somehow these girls who are literally nobody in the scheme of things think they are worldwide and instantly recognizable. I need to find their PR agent. I bet it is BullShit PR Incorporated, I should call them so I can get recognized. Anyway, where the fuck was I going with this before I started bitching about dumb shit. Oh yeah, everybody knows what I do. How does that happen you ask? So it’s really kinda stupid. In my neighborhood here in Daytona Beach it was a guy that lived across the street and he picked up that I was making porn or more like he saw my porn online and he shared it with all the neighbors. He was actually doing it maliciously, but it backfired in his face. The people around me had already known me for the better part of the year, so they had a pretty good idea of who I was. Me making porn or making porn in the past really didn’t seem to bother anybody. Of course I don’t really know what they say behind my back, though I don’t think it’s anything really awful. But it is human nature to want to tell people everything. So as more people knew what I did, the more people recognized me in my neighborhood area. But time has a way of smoothing everything and anywhere I go in Daytona I’ve made plenty of friends who just don’t give a shit whether I suck dick or lick a pussy and share it with everyone online. I won’t lie, the older people do not take well to the information that I enjoy being blasted with sperm for all to see. But then again, old people have always been notorious for not keeping up with the times and being judgmental. As I get older, I find myself doing the same stupid thing, but I try to be as open-minded as I can. Anyway, back to the dingdong that outed me, he ended up being the neighborhood dickhead. And he finally moved out. To be fair, he actually ended up being a pretty nice guy. Most people come around after they find out I am not some drug crazed alcohol fueled party monster. You’re more likely to see me mowing my lawn than doing anything else. I won’t lie, I leave the house in some whacked out outfits and my neighbors let me know they saw me in them. Plus, we hang out a lot, go to bars and restaurants and I don’t dress very conservative at all, but they have all seemed to gotten used to it. So what I’m saying here is that people don’t recognize me because they were avid porn watchers or because I’m a big name but because one dingdong thought it was cool to out me. My family knew many many years ago so really you can’t out me because everyone already knows. I’ve actually had people tell my kids or ask them if they knew I was doing porn. My oldest son one time answered somebody does your wife know that you’re watching her porn? He had no response. My kids were very popular back in the day because not only did they want to come see a real life porn chick, I had lots of other porn chicks showing up at my house. Whenever some hot yung porn chick was at my house, all their friends were there. Now we weren’t doing anything porn related, we were mostly doing paperwork and things like that and just hanging out, but as you might’ve guessed porn chicks don’t always dress in a PG manner. They often walked out of the house in a very hard R ensemble. Hell, I do it myself to this day but then again I live by myself so there’s that. Back then, not so much. It took every penny I had, but my lifestyle afforded them both Master Degrees from well-known universities with little to no college debt. That’s about all they will get from me except for my house when I die and maybe my truck and Jeep if I still have them. I fully plan on spending every penny I have so they won’t have much in inheritance, but I feel like that’s a fair deal. People often ask me if I have any regrets. Zero. The only thing I would’ve changed is I would’ve gotten in porn right after I was legal knowing what I know now. I’ve always had the mental capacity and fortitude to handle the creeps in porn and all the other pitfalls that claim most girls within a couple years. I could’ve done this at a much younger age and more time to enjoy it. Christ, I’m rambling now. Let’s end it here.
Quick update so you don't think I am ignoring you. I am shooting this weekend with Kenzie and a few other guys and I plan on making as much porn as humanly possible. I will post some behind the scenes stuff and try and answer your messages as quickly as possible but don't be shocked if there is a delay. The posts will be short and sweet but should be pretty 🔥 or at least they better be 😜. Anywho....keep an eye out for the updates and let me know what you think ❤️
Some more stuff from the vault!
I find porn people to be snarky. They are not very humble. It seems that they all think they are the absolute hottest thing that ever graced the porn world. I am very self-aware. I understand that there are very beautiful women in the world of porn. I'm talking about real porn. Not the goofy cam girl stuff and the oh look, I'm an only fans content producer type people. I'm talking about the girls that actually make porn. You know the kind of porn I'm talking about. The kind you find on Brazzers. That kind of porn is a lot harder to make than having some dingdong show up at your house to shoot a video. You would think you get paid a lot for that, but in reality you actually don't. Sure you make $1000 sometimes more, but many times it's for 8 to 12 hours worth of work. 8 to 12 hours is a lot of fucking. Then when it's all said and done, you will receive no royalties so you better make that thousand dollars stretch along ways. Back in the day, you could shoot a porn every day. That all ended when the tube sites came around and free porn was everywhere. Now even the top-notch girls are lucky to get two videos a week. It's hard to make a living in Los Angeles on those kinda wages. Which is how OnlyFans, who brilliantly recognized this, came to be. OnlyFans provided these girls away, myself included, to monetize their own content and tie it to their social media. Many have made a mint. I don't but again; I am very self aware. I am not a spring chicken; I say some dumb shit that pisses people off, old enough that I don't give a crap, and I am not everyone's cup of tea. For those of you that I am your cup of tea, I am thrilled to have you. I get up in the morning thinking about what I can give you that will put a smile not only on your face but in your pants as well. I truly do love making you want to stick your dick in me. I consider it a high honor that I was able to get your dick to harden. I hate when girls get pissed that someone sent them a cock pic. I get pissed when I get a cock pic...if it's not hard and I only got one. I really do have to explain this often to folks. Any chick that hates when you send them a picture of their cock is a poser. She wants nothign to do with porn other than collect a check. Even more likely is you are not actually dealing with her. You are dealing with some guy who takes from 20% to 50% of whoever's account they are managing. Be it an agency or boyfriend/husband, I get offers daily. From large porn modeling agencies to porn PR companies. They swear they are going to make me rich. Fuck them. They tell you what porn to make, who to make it for, answer messages anyway they please. Bullshit. You came here for me, me you shall get. The good, the bad, the ugly...but you are getting all me, 100%. Anyway, dick pics. It is very simple. Me being offended at pictures of dicks and balls is like you being offended at pictures of my tits or box. It's absurd. Of course I want to see dicks. I like dicks. I like balls. I roll over laughing every time I see a girl saying how much she loves sucking dick and riding cock but then throws a hissy when someone sends a dick pic. Absolutely bizarre. Unless of course she is lying about everything or some dude is running the account. Again, very bizarre. Good news is, my love of dick and testicles is authentic. Of course I have a thing for tits and pussy as well, but you get the point. Fuck, I'm rambling about nonsense. I must leave this where it is before I get truly weird.
Catch you all later!
So, I found this video on my phone dump, phone dump being when I pulled all the stuff off my phone and put it on a hard drive, and I don't believe I ever put this one up. It is several months old now, and I made it when I was trying to get my goofy trainer to put his penis in me. He never rearranged my guts with his dick, and I gave up trying to get him to do it. I opened this file because I was listening to a friend, a male friend, complain that the girl he wanted to date might be messing around with her personal trainer. He apparently sent her a dick pic. I want a dick pick from a personal trainer. I really do! Some girls just have all the goddamn luck. I'm not going to lie to you, I did sneakily ask what gym she went to. The dirty bastard or did not know. Anyway, I have high hopes that one day that I too will have a personal trainer penis placed deep inside me. Holy hell, I would even accept a damn dick pic. I got this thing about personal trainers. I don't know why, but my vagina craves them incessantly. Same thing with cops. I swear I try to get pulled over just to see if I can get a police cock placed in my mouth. Tell me that wouldn't be fucking outstanding. Maam, you didn't come to a complete stop. You, sir, are very correct. For my punishment I will now remove the sperm from your balls. I know that I would end up masturbating to that for months, if not years. Anyway, enjoy this video while I dig through some more stuff on my computer. Let's see if I can find something decent to put up here tonight.
I will catch you all later
Love you
Brooke
I have more to post today but first the dreaded trip to Walmart... Always so crowded anymore and Publix is double sometimes triple the price so Wally world it is. 😜
So... I had a white dress I wanted to wear, and I thought I would model it for you. I ended up rubbing one out instead. Enjoy and let me know what you think about it! Have more updates planned for later today, so see you then!
