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Secondly I would like to say that the funniest thing about my camwhoring posts is probably the fact that you guys could have scavenger hunts with all the random shit you see in my room haha
so two Fridays ago I woke up in an amazing mood (have not been in a mood this good since, unfortunately, but I blame the cold weather and seasonal depression) and an amazing mood obviously equals SEXIN' IT UP
(and grr faces)
remember these shoes?! <333
And I know you guys had seen my Halloween outfit already but on the actual day/night of Halloween I was at work so I modified my outfit a bit and wore it there :
yeah by "modified a bit" I meant I cut up an old 'ria shirt and pinned the logo to my cuter, more form fitting shirt ;)
anchors on the back of my flatssssss
And then this was after Election Day ;)
and this is to show how I still coordinate even when I forced to wear my Mamma Mia shirts
And then this was FREE WEEZY DAY
And then the world went cold and FML
I feel like I look like my room has defeated me in this picture.
HEY GUISE MY NAILS MY NAILS
alkfjhdkjafksj fugh where the fuck is this heart band I am not fucking kidding omg omg omg omg omg omg
it had to have come off in my sleep I guess, unless I deliriously flushed it down the toilet or something asl;kfja;lksfjalk;sfja;ksldjf;alksfj;kasjfd;lkafj;lksajfakl;sfja;lksfj;kfjf I CAN'T FIND IT I KEEP LOOKING :( :( :(
Complete with retarded face for your enjoyment :):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)
oh wait let me do these first, these were the flowers Lisa sent for me to Tiffany's service:
One day I was entirely pink:
And then one day I had too much time on my day off so I wore that one shirt that makes me look pregnant:
lol "let's try a new pose for your full body shots"
"Ugh mom I hate this one"
because pictures in front of the sink are sweet or something:
lolololololololololololol
And then like the next week or whatever was the day I babysat baby Maci and I wore my Freddy Kreuger shirt =D
and then I thought it would be a good idea to get evidence of me being domestic:
/end part one
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THE LARGEST COCK I’VE EVER HAD INSIDE OF ME
A True Story
By: PUSSYPATTER
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Wendy Hazza Tight Tush
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Chapter Five
Hell, my hand hadn’t been on that cock for more than a few minutes when I found myself slowly beginning to toy with Jeff’s sex tool as my fingers were shyly starting to explore the length of his now semi rigid shaft.
My fingers were slowly beginning to move along it’s entire length, timidly at first, as they gently traced it’s outline back, and forth from the base out to the tip, and then back to its base again.
Then they had began to get just a little more aggressive as they began to squeeze it gently with their tips at different points along it’s length.
All the while my brain had been saying “no”, “don’t do that”, and “leave that thing alone” but my fingers just weren’t listening to a dammed thing that my brain had to say right then.
I hadn’t been looking directly at Jeff’s cock up until then because I had been sitting slightly askew to him, and I had been looking off to one side all this time.
But I had been peaking sideways to see his cock so much that my eyes were starting to hurt so I had shifted my ass, as casually as I could, just enough so that I would be facing Jeff and have a little better view of his tool.
Once I had gotten my ass turned enough that I was more or less facing Jeff I had slowly turned my head so that I could get a better look at that cock of his that I had been feeling up for the past several minutes.
Well, when my eyes finally saw what I had been playing with there I just kind of lost it so to speak, because all of a sudden both of my hands had started refusing to listen to anything that my brain had to say, and they had just started acting as though they had a mind of their own, and were going to do whatever they wanted to do.
It was like they had been set on “remote control” or something and I didn’t have the remote because I had just instinctively reached out with my other hand and grabbed Jeff’s still growing cock with it.
So now I’m sitting there, drooling, with both of my hands wrapped firmly around Jeff’s massive cock and I was starting to stroke it like I knew what I was doing.
Here I have to say that up until that point in my life I had only seen maybe about a half dozen different guys cocks but none of those fuckers had even came anywhere near comparing to this thing that Jeff called a dick.
Shit, most of those cocks that I had seen had been kind of small, so small in fact that I called them jokes. Though I had seen a few of those suckers had been pretty dammed big, and all of those had already fucked me too. But aside from the size issue Jeff’s cock had never been circumcised either and that shit fascinated me.
I had seen a few dicks with all of their foreskin still intact like that before, and that was really intriguing to me because unlike a cock that’s been cut they have something extra to play with.
I was totally engrossed as I sat there playing with all of the skin that was on that thing. I was enjoying the sensual feeling that my fingers were experiencing from feeling that sleeve of cock skin sliding back and forth along his semi hard shaft of meat while I was working it back from the tip of his sex tool all the way down it’s full length to its base. Damned, that shit was amazing to me.
Anyway, while I was sitting there making myself happy and getting better acquainted with Jeff’s fuck tool I had noticed out of the corner of my eye that he seemed to be glancing over towards the bedroom door a lot but I hadn’t paid it much attention at the time.
I’d also seen him shaking his head “No” a couple of times too, but paid it no farther attention as I was engrossed in what I was doing with that steadily stiffening shaft of flesh of his that I was fondling.
I was sitting with my back towards the bedroom door, and wasn’t really paying it that much attention. Jeff was sitting there on the bed next to me, facing the door, kind of looking at it from time to time while he allowed me the privilege of sitting there, and lustfully stroking his now almost completely erect manhood.
And all the while I had, more than willingly, been allowing him to amuse himself by fondling my breasts, and my ass cheek that was next to him, and telling me how fucking fine I was all the while that he was doing it too. Needless to say that all of that sexy sweet talk was swelling my head to the max too.
Then I had notice Jeff looking at the door again, as though he was looking to see who was there and then nod his head “yes.” A few seconds later Tiffany comes bouncing back into the bedroom with a big shit eating grin on her face.
Next Twalla came strutting back in about ten seconds or so after Tiff and they had both sat on the bed with me and Jeff and started giggling, and snickering between themselves.
I couldn’t help but notice the way that Twalla was sitting there on the side of the bed looking at Jeff with a big cheesy grin on her face when she had made a motion towards his cock with her head. I had also noticed the way that Jeff had just smiled back at her as he nodded his head “yes.”
Right about then was when I had kind of realized that they had been signaling each other back and forth for some time now. But I was a whole lot more interested in what I was doing with that huge hunk of manhood that I was holding in my hands than I was in what they had been signaling each other about.
Fuck, as I would later find out I probably should have been a lot more interested in knowing what all of that signaling shit had been about right then too. But who knows, if I had of known then I might have backed out and missed out on this whole sexual experience.
To be continued…
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It's probably the most cliche thing, but he is my drug. When I don't have him, I crave him, I need him, I miss everything about him. We can talk for hours for quite a few days, and then when one day goes by when I don't talk to him, I'm depressed. I want him so badly that it hurts me.
She doesn't know what it's like to love him. And yet she's the one who gets to have him. Fuck me sideways.
Oh, hello Mindsay.
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This Is A Page Taken From
“The Diary Of A Teen Aged Whore”
Titled:
How My Mom’s Boyfriend Fucked Me
“The First Time”
A True Story
By:
Wendy Tight Tush
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Pussy Patter
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15 September 2007
Chapter Five
That was the same day that he’d told me that he would be willing to… as he had put it “pay real good money for some of that ass Wendy”, and he’s frequently repeated that same offer several times during the last several months too.
Anyway, I’m thinking “what’s that silly fucker doing here so fricking early?” when he gets out of his car and I see him starting to walk towards the house.
I was about to put on my night robe so that I could go downstairs, and let him in when he rang the doorbell without running the risk of him having a heart attack, and drop over dead, from having seen my tits through my nightie. But then I had stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the front door open, and then close.
I was really surprised by the fact that he hadn’t even bothered to ring the doorbell or knock on the front door. Then I realized that it was either because he had his own key and had used it to unlock the door or because someone already in the house had left it unlocked for him because they were expecting him.
Anyway, I had heard the front door close behind him, and when I heard him coming up the stairs I had quickly snuck over to my bedroom door. Then I just stood there and waited until I heard him walk past my door. Then opened it just a tiny crack, and watched him as he walked down the hall to my mom and Greg’s bedroom, disrobing as he went.
Then when he had gotten to their bedroom door he hadn’t even bothered to so much as tap on it either, he just opened the door, and simply walked on in, with little more than a hello as he did. I mean it had seemed to me as though they were expecting him.
Well when Mr. Landry had walked into their bedroom he had just carelessly pushed the door closed behind himself without looking back and he obviously hadn’t noticed that the door hadn’t actually closed and that it was still open about a quarter of an inch or he had left it like that on purpose… I still find myself wondering about that.
Well needless to say if it had been done purposely to lure my horny little ass down the hallway it had worked like a charm, because my natural curiosity had quickly gotten the better of me. So I had tippy toed quietly down the hallway, and gotten down on my hands, and knees next to the door to listen in on what was going on.
That was when I had heard Greg saying “Yeah bitch”, “that’s the way”, “suck that cock you nasty slut.” Then when I had heard Mr. Landry telling mom to “suck my fucking balls you horny bitch” my pussy had nearly exploded with excitement.
That was when all kinds of lustful sexual mental images had started flashing through my mind, and I had started getting horny, in a big hurry too.
Shit, I had gotten so hot, so quick that I almost couldn’t stand myself any longer. So I had decided to edge up even closer to the door to see if I could get a peek at what they were doing in there.
Even though I was plumb out of luck as far as getting a direct view of what they were doing because the bed was kind of behind the door and was totally obscured from my view, I was still in luck, at least for an indirect view, because mom’s dresser was against the opposite wall and from where I was peaking through the crack in the door I had a pretty good view of what they were doing on the bed from their reflections in her dresser mirror.
I could see that my mom was greedily sucking on Mr. Landry’s swollen tool and I had had to fight to stifle my laughter when he had grabbed her head, and had jerked her face onto his cock real hard, and had gagged the fucking shit out of her with his cock while Greg was steadily banging her pussy.
Greg had been hanging onto mom by her hips while he was fucking her, and had been fucking her pretty dammed hard when Mr. Landry had gagged her too.
Plus, I could have sworn that I had seen Greg shove forward on her ass at the same time that Mr. Landry had jerked on her head. I’m pretty sure that those two fuckers had gagged mom like that on purpose because they had done the hi-five thing with each other right after that had happened.
Anyway, there I was, down on my knees, kind of leaning forward just a little bit, bracing myself with one hand on the floor, and the other hand on the door frame so that I would be able to peak through the crack in the door without falling over, tumbling through it, and landing on the floor in the bedroom with them.
While I was kneeling there I was moving around, every so slightly, trying to get the best view possible, and I could feel the silky material of my negligee beginning to ride up over the top of my haunches a little as I wiggled around.
Before it was over with it had ridden slightly up my back, and was now revealing my tight little round ass, completely, as well as my well trimmed pussy. Then as the sexual tension in my crotch had reached a fever pitch, my vulva puffed up, and my clit had began to swell, I couldn’t resist the urge to slip a hand down across my belly to my crotch, and began massaging my clit sensually.
Then once I had started masturbating myself it hadn’t taken but a couple of minutes before I had totally lost my grip on reality and had slipped into the spiritual realm of sensual bliss, losing myself in lust.
To Be Continued...
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