Voting day is tomorrow. It should be interesting. Either way, there will be a lot of butt-hurt people walking around shortly. My butt hurts, but that's because it had two dicks in it. One was reasonably fat. That's my excuse.
Some greasy kid who needed a shower walked up to me and said, "I have finally met my soulmate" I said, "I didn't." It took him a minute, and then he laughed. I did not. He said he would be right back, that he had to make a phone call. I never saw him again. Wonder why not? I'm not a pick-up line person. Just say hi. If you're nice, I'll talk to you all night long. That works best for me.
Did you ever wonder why Tarzan doesn't have a beard? I'm just saying.
I spend a lot of time spinning around Twitter looking for that magical porn pic or video that will make my chair wet. I should really wear something when I'm doing it. Anyway, I run across tons of ding dongs who think they are, without a doubt, the smartest person in the room. They aren't. Ironically, they are too dumb to know that. Honestly, after watching some of these folks, I think I understand why some animals eat their offspring before they can breed. I'm just saying.
I did a Joe Rogan podcast for the first time today. I mean, it was alright, but it didn't live up to the hype. I found myself wandering. Maybe he was just having an off podcast day. Actually, this is the first and only podcast I have ever experienced. I wanted it to be all that. Maybe another one will be. Is it something I would do again? Probably, but not if I had something else to do. Does that make sense?
I feel like they give these storm news conferences for everyone but those who actually live here and are from here or have lived here for a while. Look, I said it before, if you live in a house that is built on stilts, then you pretty much knew it was a matter of time before your house floated away. That's on you. Bon voyage motherfucker. If you could afford that house...surely you could afford the insurance. I can afford it, and I'm anything but rich, and I don't own a mansion, more like a storage unit. Nah, it's not that bad. 1500 square feet. One hundred fifty yards from the ocean. But it was a 1945 block build, elevated, and survived over 20 named storms. It ain't going anywhere, and even if it does...I won't be left empty-handed with my hands out due to a lack of insurance. I don't know, though. Insurance is getting out of control here in FL, so maybe next year I'll be one of the people sucking off FEMA's tit.
Who doesn't love plaid...it showcases my box so nicely. I'm just saying. Look, I fucked a 19 yr old, took it in the ass, then I fucked a 60 yr old, and I basically jerked his dick off with my ass. He had no idea he wasn't the first one in there today. He should have. It slipped right in. No lube required. My older guy was something I don't normally do... a content fuck. I fucked him because I thought it would be something good to tell you all about on here. I would have fucked him if I was in the mood. He's a good-looking dude and fun to be around. But I wasn't in the mood. Connor filled me up with all the jizz a girl needs for a month. But I thought wouldn't it be cool to cross both ends of the age spectrum? Grandfather to Grandson. At least, that's how the age difference worked out. They aren't really grandfather and grandson. Be cool if they were...but they aren't. Funny thing is, grandpa, put it to me. I came like a motherfucker. Twice. I don't know if it's because he ate my ass and I knew where my ass had been or if he was just that skilled, but either way, if I had to choose who to fuck, sorry, Connor, gramps wins this one. Plus, gramps had a better dick. It was kind of ugly, but it was thick and long and spongy enough to fit in my ass without killing me. The only downer is he doesn't cum. I mean, he cums, but nothing cums out. Something to do with his prostrate, but I'm not getting into that. Here I am, calling him gramps, and he is only 4 yrs older than me. I am a grandmother, so I guess that fits. Anyway, two thumbs up to the older gent.
I'm digging Elon Musk for the entertainment value. Just saying.
People keep telling me to vote. Fuck off. I'll vote. I always do. I don't need someone telling me to do so or who to vote for. The next person gets a poke in the eye, and they aren't going to like it. Again. Just saying.
I found a little video clip on Twitter. It makes me wet. I wish it didn't, but it does. I'm weird like that. The lady looks so....suburban housewife...I like it! Anyway, it's the last liked video β€οΈ on my Twitter profile (there is a little "LIKE" tab on there), so if you go there, you can see what I'm talking about. She's the one that inspired my outfit. Let me know what you think of it if you see it.
I finally saw Connors's bedroom this morning. His cock visited the inside of my cunt while I was there. His grandparents went away for the weekend and decided to stay away for the storm. So while the cats are away...their cub is breeding me with 19 yr old jizz...in their house. They hate me. Too bad because I'm in love with their grandson's dick. Man, I like the way that sounds. On top of that, I was looking at myself in the mirror while I was stroking his dick...I look good with a 19 yr old dick in my hand. I looked even better when I put it in my mouth. The stark contrast in age difference looks so...I don't know...exciting and taboo. I hate that word "taboo," but I can't think of another one at the moment. I couldn't see myself when we were fucking but I am thinking I look pretty damn good there with his dick slipping in and out of me as well. I got off pretty quickly. It's been a bit, and his dick was perfect for getting back on the horse, so to speak. It's not that big, so it was a good comfortable fuck. So good I came in about 2 minutes. One of those "Oh shit...I'm about to make some bizarre faces, so you better look away." orgasms. Connor was just getting started. I have found that he can go for just about forever in the mornings and likes to do just that. I was done after I came this morning. There was no second cum anywhere to be found for me. So I let him pump my asshole. It was the least I could do for allowing me to use his dick to get off. Connor does love stuffing my colon with his dick. I like the idea of letting him use my ass as a fuck toy, and I adore the thought of being ass pumped by a 19 yr old. It feels so...degrading? Is that the word? I don't know. I just love the feeling of him having that kind of power when he's in my ass. His being 19 makes it more intense. In the end, he flooded my rear end with his cum, just like he usually does, and I dripped it out of my ass all over his grandparent's tile floors as I wandered around their house. I found some pictures of his father. They look alike. I want to compare cocks. It got me to wondering who would be the better fuck? Father or son? Connor is a pretty good fuck, so it's very possible his father would be a dud compared to him. To me, that would be awesome. I love the mental fuck that goes along with that. I would love to tease his father about that while I played with his dick and see how fast he empties his balls. Wait. I'm getting super weird. I don't need this kind of sexual stress at the moment. It will get me fucked up, and I'll think about it all day.
Another goofy video but cum on... it's got tits and muscle, and at least I'm talking about finding some dick. I know you all want to see and hear about the dick sliding up inside of me. So do I, but I'm not going to just bullshit you about it. I actually go out and find the dick, prep the dick, suck the dick, then get bred by the dick. It's a process. But you know that. Just like getting pussy... you gotta go through the process and play the game. I'm sure it's similar, and I know you all think it's super easy to get a dick inside of me, but it's harder than you think, and I'm not talking about the dick. Sometimes just sucking a dick off is considered a win. Let's see what I can "cum up" with today π
I was texting with a guy last night who took some pics and pumped jizz on me. I still have the pics, and the photo set progressed exactly as these pictures suggest they did. I remember it was like yesterday. Funny how good dick is not easily forgotten.
I had a porn chick stop by this morning. She's having a kind of mental crisis, I guess. I'm probably the worst person to go to for sympathy on these things. I don't get it. Shit goes wrong. Fix it. Problem solved. She asked me how I always seem super upbeat about myself and my past. I said I have a bumper sticker that says, "Honk if you think I'm sexy." Then I sit at green lights until I feel good about myself. She didn't think that was funny. I did. I still do. Depressed people have like zero sense of humor. I'm just saying.
I got into a discussion about what I think about Elon Musk owning Twitter. I don't know. I know that Twitter got to be a virtue-signaling loudspeaker and nauseatingly weird before he did. In the beginning, there would be two political choices on Twitter. Then Twitter took away one of the choices. If you have two choices and take away one...then you don't have a choice. That's how I saw Twitter. I still do. I don't think anything has changed...yet. It probably will. Hopefully, he will do more than just swap the choice being offered and allow both to be available.
A little light on the posting recently. I had some surgery Friday, so that slowed things down. The anesthesia left me a bit light-headed for a day or so. I don't announce that crap because I hate the sympathy responses. Anyway, all ended up good, so that one is in the books. Oddly enough, I have been very horny. I think because I have spent a lot of time surfing porn and such during my downtime. No matter how I ended up wet, I did, and I still am. I think today I might try to see how a dick feels inside me. I think I'm all good, so we shall see!
Have you noticed that Tranny's are getting hotter these days? They make me happy. Some of them are better looking than actual chicks. Honestly, for me, it's a dream match. I get the best of both worlds. A hot chick with a real, live, working dick that pumps jizz. To be honest, I don't know what more I could ask for. To look into a beautiful woman's eyes as I feel her pumping her sperm inside of me...wickedly perfect. I say that's marriage material. If only they were into chicks. I guess some kind of are, but the main point of being a Tranny is to attract cock. I wish I had a magic wand that would turn Bob into the most beautiful girl with a smoking hot chick's body but keep his perfect dick and balls attached. He'd flip out, but I would literally fuck him to death. It would be cool if I could overpower him...that would be an incredible role reversal. How fun that would be. Turn him into a beautiful skinny chick with his oversized dick dangling between his/her legs and me holding him/her down while I fuck my pussy half to death on it, and there would be nothing he/she could do to stop me. That would flip Bob out. He so loves being the big strong in, charge guy. Fuck, that makes me wet thinking about making him into my sissy bitch with a dick. I am one weird porn chick. Who cares. It's fun to think of these things. They should make serious movies with awesome graphics and such about these things. I'd never leave the house.
It just occurred to me that I'm gay. Sexually gay, that is. Is that a thing? It should be. I mean, am I allowed to identify as sexually gay? Is that within bounds? Who knows, but I think this is a thing. Girl dating isn't for me. Tasting them, however, is. They taste better than they look if that's even possible. I wanna lick girls and date guys. Is that in the rule book of being a proper woke drone? I bet it is. I also want to lick the dick, but that is probably a 15-yard personal foul. Good thing I don't play by the rules. I just need to find a smoking hot MILF that is into licking me as I am into licking her. One who will share her cock stories with me and then taste me from within. Could you please let me know where that amazing person is? Her whereabouts are a mystery to me. My experience has been that lesbians are notoriously clingy. As if I was the last gay chick on the planet. Super possessive would be the best description. I need that freedom to drink the jizz from the fountain. I hate to say it, but I would give up pussy entirely if I had to choose dick or twat. Not even a question. Not that I don't get pussy stupid now and then...I do, and in the worst of ways. It doesn't take hold, though, not like cock does. Cock can rule me. Pussy, well, it just makes me temporarily stupid. Not saying I would want to give it up. I don't. But if I had to choose, see ya later, salty sweet clam.
So, I'm looking at skinny naked girls on Twitter which is apparently wrong. I replied to a tweet saying, "Holy shit, this tight body on this perfect chick is unbelievable." Several quickly answered this by saying I'm supporting an unhealthy, unobtainable body style. I'm afraid I have to disagree. She certainly obtained it, her photos are proof of that, and for some unknown reason, my pussy supported it by getting that sloppy wet feeling. I guess I'm supposed to like the heavy girls as much as I like skinny girls. Dammit! I didn't know that! Here I've been all along, drooling over skinny girls with tight bodies when I'm supposed to be hot for the thicksters as well. The nerve of me. I'm an awful person. Or am I? Why do I like hot, tight, fit, skinny chicks? I don't know. They have always made me drool, and not just from my mouth. It strikes a spark inside me every time I see one. I should try and learn how to stop that. Or should I? What's wrong with me liking hot skinny chicks? What's wrong with fingering myself to a hot skinny chick? Nothing that I can see. I get it. Not everyone will be a hot skinny chick, and that's not fair. But it's not unfair, either. It's called life. It's not wrong in the least. It's a primal instinct, and neither you nor I can control what we like. We can be taught to suppress it, but why in the fuck should we? So some not-so-skinny chick eating a Big Mac can feel better about herself? No, that's not how reality unfolds. Guess what...
I don't finger myself to hot skinny guys. Well, I guess I do if they have a beautiful penis. A beautiful penis kind of overrides everything else for me. Actually, I can't tell you what type of guy catches my eye. It's too broad of a group to pinpoint. Half the time, the guys that ended up emptying sperm inside me were never attractive to me until I got to know them. Then there is the other half. The dazzling beautiful people. I will say 70 percent of them weren't worth the time in the sack. But, as you get to know them, for the most part, the flashy looks get pretty dull pretty fast. But, when it cums to women if they are beautiful, hot, skinny chicks... I don't care. I'm eating that for lunch. We like what we like.
Good morning, let's start off the day together with a bang, it's Frisky Friday after allπ Hope you have a great 0ne and enjoy and catch ya all later!
This is a long post. I had a lot going on this past Saturday night. I'm still wet thinking about it. So if you plan on reading this, be prepared, it's a long one. Oh, and in the spirit of baseball...Red is my favorite color.
Saturday night. What to say about Saturday night. I got turned into a mindless cock addict by Bob. I couldn't get enough of his dick. I went with Scott to the party, but Bob, who invited me, and yes, he knew I was bringing Scott, was the only guy I let put his dick inside me. It wasn't even Bob's party nor his place to invite me, but Bob is an asshole that way. It was good, though. I made some new friends, one of them being the couple that threw the party. It was a mix of vanilla/swinger kind of event. There were quite a few people, and I saw at least two couples whose wives were making out publicly and lots of overly sexual outfits making for some good sexual tension. Classic swinger party style. Then there were the regular people, who really didn't seem to mind about the events going on around them. Very interesting.
I met Bob's wife. Was it awkward? Maybe a little bit. Mostly because she complained about the weight that she keeps gaining after the kid. She said it runs in the family. I was thinking it runs in the family because nobody runs in the family. What I really did was nod and smile, knowing it wouldn't be long before I would be eating her husband's sperm. She went home about an hour later, around 9 pm. At 9:05 pm, Bob was emptying his sperm in my ass hole in the garage. Then, thinking it was funny, he left me with nothing to clean my drippy asshole up with. I wasn't wearing underwear to catch it, either. So I returned to the party, leaking jizz out of my ass. Every few minutes, I had to find a way to dab Bob's cum off my thighs without being seen. Scott asked me what I was doing once, and I told him I was sweaty. He looked at me funny. Around 10 pm, Bob asked me to come with him so he could introduce me to someone. We ended up in a spare bedroom. We didn't even take our clothes off. Bob unzipped and pulled his cock out, I pulled my shorts to the side, and he bred me. I started to cum as soon as the head of his cock started pushing inside of me. Bob told me to shut up because I was being loud. The cum was too good to care what other people thought. He pumped me while I was still in a post cum fog, so I just laid there like a rag doll while he did whatever he wanted to me with his dick. I didn't care. I was still recovering from my cum. I didn't even know he emptied his testicles inside of me until he was zipping up and leaving.
I returned to the outside deck where everyone was and sat with Scott. He asked me where I had been, and I grabbed his hand under the table and made him put his finger in my pussy which meant he was putting his finger in what was left of Bob's sperm. He took it well. He looked at me and said with a slight smile. "Oh, you are an asshole, Brooke." I said, no, he was fucking my asshole an hour ago...wanna feel it?" He looked at me for a bit and then slipped his finger in my asshole and got confirmation that Bob had left his seed in both places. Bob stopped by shortly afterward to say hi, but he was really there to let us both know that I was his property and I was just on loan to Scott. I like that. I like being taken by a superior male. It's a primal thing, I'm sure, but it's so fucking hot. It was awkward for Scott. It has to be hard knowing that Bob can take me anytime he wants, and there is nothing Scott can do to stop it. I can't stop it, either. What Bob wants Bob is going to get. I have this need to give it to him. I get plenty of dick inside me in return. I like living this way. I wish it could go on forever. But one day, either Bob will get tired of me, or Scott will have had enough and back to the monotonous hum drum lifestyle of the normal. For now, though, things are going good. I rubbed Scott's dick for a woody check, which was full-on stiff. I love this guy. His face was red, I could tell he was embarrassed, but his dick was hard as a rock.
It was around midnight, and Bob came to our table again. He asked me to come with him, and I left Scott and our table guests without explanation and went back to the bedroom with Bob. Bob made love to me this time. He kissed me the entire time his dick was inside of me. It was slow, and I could feel every inch of his cock bottom out inside of me. I came so hard, and so many times I didn't know where I was. He unloaded his balls for the third time inside of me. I could feel his dick pumping. Before he pulled out, he said he should have married me instead of his wife. I said, "you still can." He asked about Scott. I said he would be okay. He could still be my friend. We left, and I immediately told Scott what Bob had said. He asked me what I would do if Bob asked me to marry him. He already knew the answer. He just wanted to hear me say it. I made him wait until we got home. When we did, I laid on my bed and made him look at my used pussy and asshole and jerk off. While he did, I asked him how he felt about losing his woman to another man right in front of him. His dick looked so purple and hard that I told him to let go of it and not touch it. He was sitting up on his knees, and the head of his dick was touching his stomach. That's how hard his dick was. I asked how he felt, knowing another man's cock was so much better that it had the power to take me from him. Bob's dick could make me his, own me. I told him I wanted Bob to take me from him, and with that, Scott's cock started pumping cum without being touched. So, I guess that answered the question if Scott was into my infidelity with Bob.
I don't know where this will go with Bob. I hope it goes all the way. I doubt it will, but I'll take what I can get. I like this game we are playing. I have talked to Scott about it and asked him how he feels. He says he is nervous, but he doesn't want to quit either. His being nervous makes me wetter. So I guess we aren't stopping the game. It's all fun and games until I'm living with Bob. But if I did, then I probably wouldn't like Bob anymore because he is an asshole. I just want to play the game just like we are forever. Is that too much to ask for?
If you can get through this video of me doing weird shit to my cunt then you will know what it looks like when you make a girl jizz. Yes, I can jizz with the best of them. It's my version of squirting. I call it reality squirting. It's messy and tastes a little chalky to me, but when I make a girl drool like this, all I want to do is suck it out till there is nothing left because it's the tastiest thing on the planet at that moment.
So, I had Scott film this for me after we sat down and talked about our fun on Saturday night. I ended up writing a damn novel because there was so much about that night revving me up in the best of ways. I turned myself on doing it, so I made this video. I hope you like it. I'll post my Saturday night story next in a few hours.
Wanna see my chick dick clit head rub one out on a cock shaft? Here you go! I know guys lose their jizz almost immediately when they feel the hard head of my clit pushing in on their dick shaft. The number one reason you should always, and I mean always, demand MILF sized clit. The bigger, the better. Just saying.
The MILF outfit I wore to the dentist. He's a new dentist. I had no idea what he looked like. He's about my age, but time has gotten to him. I had this vision of a stud puppy with a 2ft schlong drilling my cunt...not quite what I got. On the bright side, he seems like a really good dentist.
Good Monday morning. Hopefully, your weekend went well. They should have extended the weekend for Halloween. I don't see why not...everything else is a holiday or a day off. I"m not hungover. I have a "fuckover." You know, that feeling you get after getting in a dick in you that was so good you just still can't get it right the next day. That's where I'm at. I'm in the "fuckover" zone right now. I'll explain later. I gotta get my head out of this dick fog. Let's start with these pics!
This, this is what I'm going to wear. It's going to be a bit much, but then again, I'm a bit much no matter what. You only live once, and I get it, some people will be taken aback by it, but their feelings aren't my problem. Especially at an adult Halloween party. What is my problem is whether or not the guys and the gay girls find me delicious enough to lick or not. I think I'll land a few guys willing to do some seriously devious things, but I"m hoping for a chick or two as well tonight. I'll let you know.
The old Soccer MILF post thing...it's been done before, but I'm doing it again...just better. I like getting all the frumpy lumpy old moms half my age all bent out of shape because their man's cock pops a tent in his pants when I talk to him. Really, I enjoy the shit out of that! There was even one there that I would let pump a load in me if I could get him away from his wife. He was looking...I wonder what his dick was thinking? Plenty of games left, so who knows, maybe one day I'll know what his cock feels like moving around in my guts. That makes me a bit moist thinking about that. I'm just saying.
4 or 5 people today brought up spam messages. I didn't know you could spam on here. I guess they are automated messages that solicit something. I don't know. I don't do the automated message except when you join, and I even tell you it's an automated message. Here. Let me spam you real quick. If you click tip me and send me a $1849.04 tip, you will get to see my latest video. Trust me...it's worth it. I finger myself. Really good. Send the tip now. NOW I SAY! I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE, MR! How was that for spam? Did I do okay? Was I scary enough? I can do better next time. I promise.
I got some chairs. They ain't cheap. I had a pretty sexy older lady help me out. I put the feelers out and tried to send the ready and willing vagina vibes, but she didn't pick up on them. I could have done some serious damage to her cunt in the best of ways. No, I didn't buy the chairs because she made my box wet. I bought them because they were comfortable and I have to sit in them...so comfortable is important. I had zero luck with guys at the furniture stores. It was all chicks, and only the last lady was hot. She wasn't having it, though, so I struck out today. I did rub one out thinking about her, so I guess I did get something out of the day besides some chairs that will be here in a week or so.
It's a solo cum night tonight. I got too caught up doing shit today and didn't set anything up, so it's a date with toys tonight. It happens to the best of us. I'm not complaining. Sometimes I can cum harder by thinking about dick than I can with a dick in me. Sometimes. Not all the time...but sometimes. Hopefully, tonight will be one of those nights. I don't really have a choice. I watched too much porn today on my phone. Rubbing one out has become a health emergency. I'm sure some of you know what I mean.
Some quick pics of shorts and boots. If you want a bunch of them, like 40 or more, tip me something, you pick the tip amount, and I will go take them for you! If you tip $50 or more I will make you a badass little video in this outfit!
I got fucked so hard by a massive cock that my sofa broke when I came. No, it didn't. I'm lying. I wish it did, though. The dog broke it, or at least that's my theory. It's only like 3 yrs old. Sure, I have taken a lot of dick on it, but still, it should hold up longer than that. I hate spending money like that. I don't mind putting money into my roof or appliances but a fucking sofa? No, that pisses me off.
Here's my plan. I'm going to wear some seriously slutty shit and see about getting that 86.8% slutty chick discount. Probably won't work. I'll get the only old lady in the furniture store. Seriously though, I'm going to wear some slutty shit. Many a gawking stranger shall see my coochie. I'm just saying. I hope it's someone good, and I get a long-term dicking partner out of it.
I like the word cunt. I'm tired of people getting upset over the word cunt. I like saying, "I want a hard dick in my cunt right now!" Who the fuck decided "cunt" was derogatory? They can lick my cunt. I'm going to start using it more. I just like the way it sounds. It's sexy. When I say it, in my mind, I picture a perfect cock spreading my "cunt" and sliding in until it hits bottom and takes my breath away as it tries to go even deeper. See, "cunt" is an incredibly sexy word. It made me wet just talking about it.
Everyone is running around like the world has stopped turning because Elon Musk bought Twitter. I have been asked at least 5 times today what I think about that. How the fuck should I know? It's like they think I know the guy and have inside information. Asking me for clarification of what it means to Twitter is like asking me what the meaning of life is. I wouldn't begin to know. I haven't a clue what he's going to do. He's firing people, so that sucks for them, but maybe they needed firing. I don't know. I don't work there in the "I'm running Twitter Department." I work here. In the "Let me tell you who pumped sperm in my cunt" department. Honestly, as long as I can still get my porn and post my porn, I don't give a crap. Does it lean hard left? Sure. Does it ban and shadow-ban people who don't deserve it? Sure. Maybe all that will change. Perhaps it won't. For now, I will keep playing by the rules that I know until they tell me otherwise. Do I like Elon Musk? I don't know. I like his rockets. I see them fly over my head all the time now, and they look pretty damn cool. I'm just saying.
I have around 70 more of these pics, way too many to put up on here. If you want the entire set, and you do, cause they are smoking hot, tip me something, and I'll send the whole set to you either on here, or I will give you a download link so you can get the entire set full size, high definition, all that happy stuff. You pick the tip.