rosie jones  looks  delicious 

Hi I'm rosie

first date with rosie so hot hope it goes well;)

A smattering of Rosie

For my protection and my friend this is a fantasy story. it is up to you to decide if it is true or not. but i am not saying that it is. This did not really happen. But, if it did, I would be confessing something that has haunted me for 2 years. My wife of 10 years died of an aneurism suddenly while she was at work. She was an executive assistant for a large company in San Francisco. We had no children. A friend of hers called me in tears before the police arrived at my place of business, which I will not identify. Oddly, I was composed while being told on the phone, kind of. I kept repeating "what?, what?" as if I didn't understand what she was saying. Her crying and sobbing made it clear this wasn't a bad joke. But, I just kept saying "what?" "what?", getting a bit loud at the end. None of my coworkers noticed my demeanor given the nature of our work. My reaction could have been consistent with a normal business call. I cannot explain. I don't remember hanging up the phone. I was sitting there with my mind spinning. trying to make sense of the phone call. I was in complete denial. After a few minutes, I started playing solitaire on my laptop. crazy, i know. but, i didn't know what to do. somehow, the game actually distracted me and I managed to put the phone call behind me. I was strangely at some kind of weird peace. But then I fainted when I saw 2 uniformed police officers standing at the end of the hallway asking a coworker which one was me. When she pointed at me, I suddenly blacked out from shock. They revived me shortly. I did not injure myself in the fall. The older female officer asked me to confirm my name, and then told me what I already knew. I got sick. I threw up until I was dry heaving. I could not believe it. I became hysterical and had to be escorted out by the officers. I didn't really think about it until we arrived at the hospital that they were taking me to identify her body. I panicked. But, a doctor gave me something, I presume a sedative shot. It calmed me down real quick. When they lifted the covering to show her face, i was calm. probably from the drugs. i said, yes that is my wife. next thing I knew I was home. The county medical examiner conducted a pretty quick autopsy to determine the aneurism. I thought those things took longer than that, but I guess they had a good idea what it was and scanned her brain to confirm it.

Her mom took care of the phone calls and funeral arrangements as I was in complete despair. Something that no one knew is that my wife and I were getting a divorce. We had not seen a lawyer or told anyone, yet. She asked for it. That also devastated me. I am an average looking guy, but she was practically a model. She was a cheerleader in high school and college. she was 5 ft 3 in., 120 lbs. light brown hair with hazel eyes. Now she was dead at the age of 33. We had not had sex in 5 years, despite my best efforts. She eventually told me that she had no interest in sex. I did not suspect she was having an affair. I knew her better than that. She knew it was hurting me, so we went to a few specialists and she was diagnosed with hypoactive sexual desire disorder. I did some research and now believe that it could be related to the aneurism that eventually killed her. She was going to file for divorce so that I could find someone who could fulfill my needs. I did not want it but she was very adamant.

A older man I met at church about 3 or so years before this tragedy, ended up being the guy who would be her embalmer at the funeral home. He came to my home to tell me and ask if I wanted him to get someone else, someone I didn't know, to do this THING to my wife. I told him no. it was his job and I trusted him. He kept offering to ask for another embalmer, but I assured him i was fine with it. He was very kind and gentle. He offered his condolences with a tear or two to match my own as he headed for the door. Before I shut the door, he turns abruptly, as if he had forgot something, and asked me if I wanted to see her that night. The transfer to the funeral home from the hospital had already been made. She was in a refrigerated unit at the funeral home. He was going to start the embalming process in the morning once all the paperwork had been filed. I don't know why exactly, but I said yes. I followed him to the home. it was late, probably 11 pm, maybe later. He told me that he was not supposed to do this, so please not to let anyone know. I assured him I would not.

I was expecting stainless steel drawers with handles, like you see in the movies and tv shows, but it was a decent size room that was refrigerated. inside, were three gurneys with people who had died that day. One was my wife, another was a 70+ year old man who had died of a massive heart attack earlier that day while having lunch with his wife. He was a large man, maybe 6 ft 2, 270 or 290, i don't know maybe 300. big guy. the covered body on the third gurney was shaped very similar to my wife. He told me it was a girl who was a passenger in a car with another girl who crashed while texting and driving. the driver lived. This girl, was not wearing her seatbelt. she was thrown fro the vehicle and broke her neck. died instantly. He couldn't keep talking about it. for some reason, the young girls death chokes him up and effects him more than even my wifes. I assume it was because she was so young. a mere teen. He starts to say something, but stops.

So, he's quite emotional after this day and says I can stay as long as I like, until he comes back to get me or I came looking for him, whichever happened first. He was going into the chapel area to nap on one of the benches.

he left me alone with three dead bodies in a cold room. I stood there for what seemed like several minutes before I approached my wifes body. I pulled back the covering. There she was, as I had seen her before. I stared at her still made up face from work. They hadn't had a chance to clean her up for embalming yet. She was very white, kinda bluish. But, still just as attractive as the girl I fell in love with in college.

I guess it was an impulse. without even looking around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled the covering down to expose her breasts. I don't know how its supposed to work, post morten, but her nipples, which I hadn't seen in 5 years, were very erect. Her breasts are not very big. She is a small b cup, but still very perky for her age. NOW, I looked around and even went to the chapel to see if my friend was awake. He was snoring loudly.

I suddenly, with a very confusing mix of guilt and excitement, started getting hard. I hurried back to the cold room. I realized I had left the covering half off while I checked on my friend. I didn't bring a jacket, so I was pretty chilly, but my blood starting flowing and suddenly I began to warm up. I pulled my phone from my pocket. i was going to take some nudies of my dead wife. at that point, my cock had taken over and I didn't care how messed up any of this was.

so, with a shudder, I pulled the covering all the way off to the floor. I was in shock. I was expecting a bush, considering she had no interest in sex, but there she was... with the thinnest most perfectly trimmed landing strip I had ever seen on her. I was naturally confused, but didn't waste time wondering "why" she did it, or possibly "for whom" she was doing it. I started snapping photos and got very excited.

that's when things got out of hand. I was so turned on, I wanted to see her pussy. on the table, her cold outer labia was flesh colored and closed. I spread the covering on the ground and picked her up to put her on the floor.

rigor mortis is unsettling to say the least. while her legs and arms did bend down under the weight of gravity, her left leg and left arm seemed to stay more stiff. even her head didn't fall back like I would have expected.

i got her to the floor. and had a difficult time getting her legs to come apart. I finally figured to massage the legs to make them more pliable. eventually, she lay on the cold floor, naked, legs spread showing her perfect and tight pussy. and she was dead.

i didn't stop to think. i kept taking pictures and then realized... i realized the obvious. it was cold, but I got my pants down to my knees and knelt to the floor.

I don't believe in god like most people. i believe in a higher power but don't think he pays any attention to us. i hope I am right. i put my cock against her freezing cold pussy. rigor mortis, no moisture in her pussy, no lubricant. i was screwed.

i had gone this far. i wasn't going to be denied the pussy that was legally mine, at least while she was alive. I started going through drawers. finally, two rooms down the hall, I found some lubricant that I didn't even want to think about why they had it.

Back in the room, I dropped to the floor. I greased up my still throbbing cock. then, gently started applying lube to her pussy. it didn't feel as soft and fleshy as i remembered, but once I got my cock in, I remembered the ecstasy of having sex with my beautiful loving wife.

her eyes were closed, so I wiped my hands and opened them. I was a little surprised when they stayed open. I was fucking my dead wife as she seemed to look at me. I suddenly came harder than i can ever remember. it just kept pumping cum until it started oozing out her vagina.

i fell to the floor next to her. started playing with her erect nipples. and it wasn't more than 2 minutes before my erection returned.

as i lay on the floor, i could see the other two gurneys against the wall, side by side... then I got an evil thought in my head. yes, you know what I did.

I jumped up. penis purple and throbbing out of control. I walked slowly over to the other dead girl. I had no idea what she looked like.

I pulled back the cover and my jaw dropped. she was the most perfect looking blonde I had ever seen. her hair was cut short, up to her neck. And if i had any doubts about if she was a natural blonde before, I just saw the proof. a small patch of silky blonde hair sitting on top of her pussy mound. her tits were also not very big, but thats okay. she had thin, but muscular legs that made them look longer than they were. I noticed a nasty scrape on her left arm and left hip. not too big, and they had been cleaned.

the sheet goes to the floor next to my dead wife. this girl was even lighter than my wife. And somehow she seemed a bit more limber. I don't know why. I repeated the process., massaging her legs until they parted and revealed the smallest set of pussy lips I've ever seen. In a perfect clam shape with still some rosy pinkness left. her lips were also fuller than my wifes. not a lot, but they were cushiony to the touch. I took some books from a nearby shelf to put under their heads so I could see their faces better.

The girls eyes were still closed. When I opened them, they were bright gray, like so many movie stars. except for the scrapes from the accident, her flesh was smoother than my wifes, as a teen girls flesh would be. My wife was stunning. The perfect sex object now displaying her wares. And now this strange girl, legs spread, bright gray eyes appearing to look into mine. neither naked female able to smile, since they were dead. I make sure everything ls lubed appropriately and just before i enter this fresh coed, it occurs to me to check something.

I pulled apart her lips and with some work, and found...a hymen. if there is a god, i'm going to hell anyway. I gently enter her. looking into her eyes, then over at my wife who was now watching me fuck a dead teen girl. when I said her pussy was small and tight, and now a hymen? I wasn't kidding. I have an average size penis, about 5-6 inches. but, the blood had been pumping so long, I has as thick as I was long at this point.

I started to think it was't going to work, then decided I was going to MAKE it happen. the lube was adequate. I pulled back for a forceful thrust and grabbed her shoulders for support as I pushed hard. i felt ripping flesh. i mean lots of ripping flesh. i looked down and saw some blood. just what rubbed off her vagina as I made her a woman. I kept going. my god, it was impossibly tight. within a minute, i had again cum more than i thought i had in me.

i cleaned myself off, thinking it was time to put everyone back in place. but, i saw them again. lying side by side. these two beautiful women, totally naked. and totally mine to do as I wish.

I rolled the both over. they could have been mother and daughter. perfect asses. just absolutely perfect. i lubed up. started pumping my wifes asshole. When she was alive, she said that is something she would NEVER EVER do. out of the question. Yet, there I was. pushing my cock into her asshole. it felt a little, grainy, i guess? but obviously very tight. She was dead. I could go as deep as I wanted. I pushed and pushed, grinding into her cold, but bouncy soft ass cheeks. it felt incredible.

then, the girl. it felt about the same, but her ass was smoother, heaving and swollen, although, quite cold which I had gotten used to. I managed to lift her to her knees, sort of. i grabbed her tits and pulled myself into her as deeply as I possible could. that's when the final and most powerful gushing of cum started. I'm laying on her back kissing her neck as my cock empties into her. at that moment i thought of the girl who was driving. how much more guilty she would feel if she saw her friends hymen and asshole torn to shreds because she couldn't wait to text later.

an hour or so later, I had cleaned everything up. found new coverings. the old ones were quite dirty now. and had both in place and looking pretty much like they did when I arrived.

i put the dirty sheets in my car and trashed them later.

after I was sure i had all in order, i woke my friend, the embalmer. he was embarrassed he has slept so long. I told him it was fine, because I got to say goodbye to my wife.

He tells me he is going to stay and start the embalming since its almost morning, anyway. He walks me to the door. gives me a hug and tells me again how sorry he is. then...what he says next, well, that is why I'm confessing today. I'm an evil person. More than you know. My friend, who was kind enough to bring me to the funeral home to see my wife... he tells me what he was too emotionally choked up to say before his chapel nap.

that poor girl in the room with my wife? that was his granddaughter. She had just graduated high school and was heading to a Purity Pledge meeting before heading to Summer Camp. A Christian group of teens that pledge to maintain their virginity until marriage. He said to me that the only solace he could find in this senseless death, is that she will go to her grave having kept her promise.

Yes. I am going to hell.

So I'm sure a lot of you remember the True Teen Babes models, right? Well aside from Rosie Ford/Ink, and Kelsey Monroe, going full nude/softcore, were there any other of the TTB models that transitioned into full nude or hardcore adult? And what ever happened to Libby Turner? lol

Rosie O'Donnell or Roseanne Bar which would you rather have sex with?

Rosie B

Oh fuck.....look at those sweet, suckable tits. She needs to be fucked by the look.on her face. Her name is Rosie. What do you think?

Rosi en encaje

I love cruising the streets on the weekends where I live. It's a college town, full of young, drunk chicks in miniskirts walking home from parties. Last night, I noticed a hot blonde wearing heels and a skirt. As we crossed paths, I reached my hand up her skirt...my fingers inched past her tiny lacy thong right into her warm and damp pussy before sliding my middle finger over her asshole. I immediately smelled and licked my fingers, noticing the sweet lotion she had rubbed on the soft skin of her bare ass. Her pussy tasted of raspberries and cream ontop of her rosy sweet smelling asshole. My tiny dick swelled immediately. she didn't even react aside from a quick yelp and laugh. she knew that was the most pussy I would ever get from a girl of her stature.

Rosie!

I'd rather stick my dick in a sausage grinder inside a beehive inside a blast furnace than see Rosie O'Donnell naked.

At Summer Camp last week; I said Serena Williams was ugly; and this black girl at camp said I was a racist and told everyone at the camp I was insulting black people and the counselor's called my parents and I got sent home. All I said was "I wouldn't fuck Serena Williams Cause she was ugly as fuck" Now everyone is calling me a racist...I think Rosie O'Donnell is ugly too and lots of white women, and I think some black chicks are hot...just not Serena...I really do not understand what I did wrong and why I am now considered a 'racist'...any advice?

deby and rosie-erotic play on bed part 2,3,4 please

Hey all, was wondering if you could give me some feed back on this short erotic story I've written. All comments welcome

I stood in front of the mirror and just stared at myself for a minute. Even I had to admit, I did look pretty sexy. He was going to go wild when he came home to this. My heart was fluttering with excitement at the thought. I'd taken the utmost care to get the outfit exactly as he'd described it when we were talking about our fantasies that morning: white blouse undone to the waist showing the silk bra underneath; stripy tie knotted loosely the way I remembered the cool girls from school doing it; skirt so short you could see the bottom of my g-string; knee high socks, the kind with bows. I'd mastered the expression as well, wide eyes, a little bite of the lip, a blush - pure mock innocence. We always had fun when he dominated me and this was the ultimate game.
I looked at the clock. It had just turned five. Another half hour to wait until my man was home. I sat down on our bed and pictured what would happen when he got here. As I thought of it, him thrusting into me with absolute desire, I could feel myself getting wet. Squirming on the bed, trying to resist the temptation to relieve myself was getting difficult. But I had to wait. It would be worth it. I got up, smoothed my skirt and tried to compose myself.
Deciding to play to the naughty schoolgirl as much as possible, I sent him a text. 'Sir, I've been a really good girl today, what do I get?' I giggled softly as I pressed send, and sure enough, my plan worked. A few minutes later I heard footsteps crunching up our gravel drive. It sounded like he'd run home after receiving that. I smiled to myself as the door shut. He called my name, and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Positioning myself leaning against the door, I put my innocent face back on.
He rounded the corner and appeared in my view, rosy-cheeked, messy-haired and bright eyed from his run home. He was gorgeous as ever though, tall, dark and handsome, nicely built with strong arms that could hold me close, and chest muscles he could actually flex to make rhythms like a drum, and beautiful eyes that I felt I could look into forever. The bulge in his suit pants was already visible as he looked me up and down, admiring me in my tiny little costume.
"Oh, god, baby", he breathed, his voice husky and lustful, his eyes still taking me in. He put his arms round me and pressed his lips to mine. I kissed back eagerly, sucking on his lower lip, and he responded by pushing his tongue into my mouth, and sliding a hand down under my skirt to squeeze an ass cheek. I was growing wetter and he harder by the second. We kissed passionately for a while, until, breathless and dizzy with desire, I broke away. With a wicked glint in my eye I led him towards our bed, pulling his shirt off as we walked. He stopped me and slid an arm round my waist, holding me close to him. His hot breath on my neck, making my skin tingle, he muttered into my ear, "I'm the one in charge here remember missy", before picking me up and throwing me onto the bed.
Standing over me, he dropped his pants. His calvins underneath were properly tented now. He saw where my gaze was and brushed over them lightly, teasing both himself and me. I bit my lip as he took them off too and stood in front of me naked, stroking himself ever so slowly. I moaned and instinctively let my hand travel downwards. He caught my eye. "Don't you dare", he hissed. "We play this on my terms, you know that." I didn't disobey. He took his hands off himself and crawled up the bed towards me. He slowly started to undress me, taking his time on the two shirt buttons I'd actually fastened, then one-handedly unhooking my bra. My nipples were hard and begging to be sucked, but he ignored this and carried on downwards, pulling off my little skirt and socks and leaving me just in my g-string. He rubbed the silk of it softly, just above my clit. I tried subtly to grind my hips up a little and have him rub me, but he was wise to my games by now. He withdrew his hand and slid back up my body. "Don't try and rush me", he said, looking into my eyes with a fiery glare. "Or I'll leave you here until you learn your lesson." I couldn't help but smile at this. The absolute power he had over me at times like this was such a turn on. This he knew, and used it to his extreme advantage.
He leaned in to kiss me again. Such an amazing, passionate kiss that I felt the breath leave me. As he kissed me his fingers brushed over my neck in a butterfly motion, round to my throat and back up, the sensitive spot behind my ear, tickling me gently until the hairs at the back of my neck stood on end. I moved my head slightly to the side and he took his cue to start shadowing the movements of his fingers with feather-light kisses. His hands travelled down, using both now, and he rubbed my breasts, rolling my sensitive nipples between his fingers. He licked down from my neck and circled my right nipple with his tongue. He tugged at it with his teeth suddenly, whilst pinching the left, and I gasped sharply through the unexpected pleasurable pain. Latching onto it with his lips, he sucked until it was better, then repeated the process on my other nipple. I was writhing by this point, wanting him to touch me so badly. He continued his oral administrations down my body, licking down my stomach in small strokes, getting slower and slower as he got further towards my pussy, which felt like it was beating out tribal rhythms by this point. He got closer, closer, closer, kissing down my cleanly shaved pussy, just above my clit. And then pulled away. I tried desperately to pull his head back, but he wasn't having any of it.
"Damn, such a fucking tease" I growled. He merely chuckled before kneeling in front of my face and bringing his cock to my lips. I couldn't complain, I did love sucking. I looked up into his eyes with the innocent look I'd been practising all day and slowly let my tongue out and licked the tip of his cock, then let my tongue travel all the way down his length, round, and back up. He closed his eyes and smiled. I loved making him happy. I opened my lips and took him properly into my mouth, inch by inch until he was right in. He let out a groan and wrapped a hand in my hair, pulling gently as I began to move my head up and down on him, sucking him right in and then letting go almost to the end, licking and then taking him right in again. I reached under to play with his balls, gently squeezing. We both knew he couldn't carry on like this for long, so I let him go and he pulled away and slid down my body again. Right down. He kissed my tattooed feet, my ankles, inching up my calves, the back of my knees, the inside of my thighs, leisurely kissing every little bit, delaying getting where he knew I wanted him. Then finally, finally, his lips touched my pussy. It was like an electrical shock being sent through my body. He used his fingers to part my lips and gently rubbed my clit, only for a few seconds, but enough to make me twitch violently. He must've sensed then that I couldn't handle much more teasing, because he lay between my legs and started licking properly, dragging his tongue from just above my ass all the way to my clit and back again, letting it dip into my slit as he did. I moaned and ran my hand through his hair, grinding my hips into his face. He stopped and tongue fucked me for a minute, before sucking on each pussy lip. He then latched onto my clit, sliding two fingers inside me as he did, and thrusting them in and out of me. I was in heaven, writhing and moaning beneath him. I could feel a climax building. He could sense it too, and his fingering became faster, his sucking more urgent. Soon I could hold back no longer and held his head to me as I shook and came all over his fingers and tongue. We lay there for a minute while my orgasm subsided, and then he came back up to the top of the bed. He pulled me close and I could feel his cock against me, rock solid, pressing into my stomach, begging to be buried deep in my pussy.
"Ride me, little schoolgirl" he whispered sexily. We rolled over until I was mounting him. I grasped his cock and rubbed it across my clit, teasing us both. Then when I could take this no longer I allowed myself to slide onto his length, filling me up. I just sat astride him for a minute to allow myself to adjust to his thickness, and then I began to ride. I moved up and down on his cock, my tits jiggling in his face. He grabbed them and squeezed them together. My moaning was starting to get very loud. I keeled over in passion, and in one swift rolling motion he was back on top. He held my legs up and apart as he fucked me hard with all his long length. I felt his entirety slide in and out of me, hitting my g-spot, squeezing my pussy around him. We were both making almost unearthly noises of pleasure now, mine a high pitched wail, his an animal, guttural sound. His breathing was as shallow as mine and I knew we were close to a simultaneous orgasm. With a few final, hard, deep thrusts, I felt my pussy walls contract around his cock, just as I felt his hot cum shooting inside me.
We just rode our orgasm out together for its duration, until he collapsed on top of me. We lay and recovered together for a while, me stroking his hair, him leaning up to give me a sweet little kiss every so often.
"So amazing baby. Thank you, I love you. And next time it's your fantasy that gets acted out."
I smiled to myself as he went to shower. Next time was going to be even more fun.

Remember 19 year old English girl Rosie? Last thread got deleted after offer 1000 views.

Rosie is such a cum slut
Thought you guys might find her a good cum target too
Enjoy use and abuse

Can someone help me find a video on here? It's a mom and son in a group, having their first incest. It's a compilation vid, one of the parts that sticks in my mind is the line "the tequila was flowing"
Would love help, video was so hot and I can't find it again, don't remember title.
I think some of their names were Rosie and Sandy, but not sure.

Rosy Palm, the biggest slut in all existance.

Rosie. 19. England. Massive jugs.

A piece of erotica I wrote featuring The Joker and Harley Quinn. They are property of DC Comics. I am in no way claiming them as my own.

Mad Love... and Pain:

The first thing she noticed when she came to was the familiar gleam of his smile. "Mm...Mister J?" she inquired. She winced as she felt his hand crack across the side of her face. She went to rub the spot where he had connected, and quickly realized that she couldn't move her hands. "Now, Harley. Hahahahahahahahaha, you were told to do away with the Bat, but you failed me. Didn't ya hun? Hahahahahahahahahaha!" The Joker walked around the cross that Harley Quinn was lashed to. "You really let me down Harley. Now, I believe that a punishment is in order. Something......fun!" He let out another stream of laughter as he strolled across the room to a table that held an assortment of devices and toys. Harley's eyes followed him over to the table and nervously eyed the flog that he picked up. "Mister J. Puddin', is this necessary? I said I was sorry! Please!" She hung her head as he walked back toward the cross, slapping the flog into his hand. He gently lifted her chin so that their gazes met. "Honey, we're gonna play a little game and when I feel that you're sorry enough, then we'll call it good. Until that point, your ass belongs to me! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" He released the grip on her chin and brought the flog down across her breasts hard. She gasped, and a little scream escaped her lips.

He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade. He pressed the button and the blade sprang out with a click. She eyed the blade, whimpering. The Joker ran the blade across her cheek, sliding down toward her large breasts. He cut the material roughly, exposing her chest. Harley was breathing heavy and was beginning to perspire. Her tit were rosy where the flog had struck them just moments before. The Joker smiled as he reached forward and pinched her left nipple, hard. She moaned and writhed against his grip. He looked into her eyes as he stepped back and brought the flog down again, this time across her bare breasts. The flog arched through the air and made a resounding crack as it connected. Harley screamed and arched her back against the cross. She felt herself start to get moist, her clit becoming hard. The Joker smiled and again brought the flog down, this time raking it across her left, then her right nipple. Harley moaned and bit her lower lip. He looked back at the table and moved toward it. "So, have we had enough? Nahhhhhh, I think not. Hahahahahahahahaha! Let's try this one!"

The Joker walked back toward Harley with a thick dildo in his hand. Her eyes widened when she saw the girth of it. The dildo was huge! She began to quiver with anticipation. "Now Harley, we can't have you tied up there when we play with our toys! Let's cut you down so we can play properly!" He let out another wild peal of laughter as he cut her down. He grabbed her by the throat and led her to a sawhorse. "Lay across like a good girl, and we'll see if your apology is sincere enough yet." He flung her over the sawhorse, and cuffed her hands and feet together. He finished ripping the rest of her costume off, revealing her full, pale ass. He swatted her bare skin, watching it redden. She jumped and uttered a muffled scream. He rubbed her clit next, feeling the moistness of her pussy. She moaned softly, "Mmmmmm, Mr. J." He slid his fingers into her soft, warm folds. He began to quicken his pace, sliding his fingers in and out of her swollen pussy. Her breathing became quicker as well, her moans becoming louder. "Oh my God! I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum, Mr. J!" He immediately stopped. "No you're not, my little slut. Not until I say so." He felt her body stiffen and then relax. "Now Harley, let's try our new friend, Mr. Big."

He grabbed the lube and squeezed it into the crack of her ass. He rubbed the lube around her hole, slipping his fingers in while doing so. "No! Not there! Please not there!" she begged. She began to tremble when she felt him press the dildo against her tight, pink asshole. He watched as her body tensed, then give up as he forced the head of the large dildo into her anus. She screamed as he began to fuck her, slowly, deliberately. She writhed and thrashed as he fucked her harder in her ass. He pulled the dildo out and watched as her asshole gaped open.

He put it back in savagely, and pulled it back out again. Her once small anus was now a gaping hole, which made The Joker smile sadistically. He asked her "Ok Harley, let's see if your apology sounds more sincere. Let's hear it!" She tried to answer, but all she could muster was a defeated whimper. The Joker frowned. "Harley. I'm disappointed. I thought you we're sorry. Well, I guess we'll have to continue until you are." He threw the dildo across the room and moved behind her, positioning himself to enter her. He unzipped his pants, revealing his large, throbbing cock. "Now my sweet. Now you may cum." He whispered as he reached forward and wrapped his hand in her hair, snatching her head back forcefully.

She whimpered as The Joker thrust himself into her dripping slit. He started slow at first, letting her feel all 10 inches of him. Harley soon began to moan, as he quickened his pace. He grabbed her hips and began thrusting harder. She screamed and writhed as he pounded her swollen opening. "I gonna cum! Oh my God, I'm gonna cum!" Harley cried. The Joker continued to pound her from behind, continuing even as he felt her squirt her juices all over his cock and balls. He felt himself getting ready to cum as well, enjoying the feeling that her wetness provided. He pulled out and walked around to the front of the sawhorse. He stroked his manhood, getting closer and closer to release. "Open wide, Harley! Here comes a surprise!" He let loose a wild laugh as he sprayed his cum into her open mouth and across her face. She looked approvingly at him as she swallowed the load in her mouth. "Mr. J, I'm sorry I didn't get the Batman for you." He placed his cock in her mouth as she licked and sucked the last of the cum from him. "I know sweetheart, I know. You'll get him next time, and if you don't, well, we can always play this game again."

Just bust a nut for Rosie

will you dirty talk rosie jones 

mmmm... Let me know if this puts a tingle in daddy's naughty little girl tight wet pussy. If it does, then Daddy will send you a real stories, about My wife and stepdaughter..

.. Evening, my naughty little girl. You doing okay tonight? Bet you been a bad little girl. Thanks for the number. I might have a hard time texting you. I stopped using my cell a while back.I live out in the country by a lake. Never had good reception out here, so it seemed a waste of money to me. So you like to be dominant at times? Thats kwel. Back when my wife was alive, we would spend some time on those phones sex date hookups. After my wife discovered that she enjoyed playing the role of Daddy's little girl, I would tell her there's a lot more out there that either have done it or its a fantasys they go back to when they are getting themselves off. She didn't really believe me. She just thought it was her..lol Anyway, about that time the chat lines were just starting up. Wewould both get on there so she could listen. My greeting was always" were's my naughty little girl that was looking in my room last night, watching me tie up the young, petite little girl that I brought home, who wasn't much older than her? After a while I had a small following. Would ask some of them what was their fantasies was and would tailor a story for them. Loved to talk a girl thru a body racking orgasam. Was really good when I told them how I would slid two finger into their tight little pussy. Palm up,my finger tips sliding around inside their pussy, rubbing the the inside top until i felt that spongy little muscle. I said, you know, your special little spot, your g-spot.Would ask them if they have someone make the squirt. Most haven't, but most knew of that one very special spot that would send them over the top. My Wife loved to hear me talk a girl into coming. Most of the time she would be working on my cock and the girls would ask who was there? I would tell them it was my Stepdaughter. That would really get them going..lol That went on for awhile . One of the chat lines gave me a passcode so I could get on for free, I had such a good following, the more girls, who got on for free, the more guys would buy the membership. Sometimes I would Dave the slave. Would tell the girls that I wanted them to make me Jack off in front of them, maybe even some of their friends. I found that the girls that really hadn't planned on having phone sex, once they heard that she wasn't really doing anything bad, it was me being naughty, they were hooked. Listening to ny breathing and asking them if they wanted me to either describe what I was doing to my cock, or would they like to hear me stroke my hard cock. Wasn't to soon that I could hear their breathing getting louder. By the time I would ask them what I would see if I was standing thereat the foot of their bed,, slowly sliding hand up and down my cock? I would tell them that they were under, the covers but I could see on hand was at their breast,slowly squeezing, while I watched the other hand slowly make its way down their body,down between, by then, their widely spread apart with the knees slightly bent up towards the ceiling. All the while your transfixed on my hand slowly stroking up and down my cock, My mushroom head disappearing every time my hand slid up, pushing my foreskin up and over my beet red head. Their eyes widen as I stoped jacking my precome covered cock and slowly reached down to grab the covers with two hands and slowly pull it towards me. Slowlyndown past their titties with thier rosy red nipples that were like hard little pebble pointing upwards. I would torture them by stopping and asking them if they had their fingers inside that nhot pussy, or were they rubbibg their clit. Well, lol It was so hot coxing a girl that never dreamed that they would ever, ever masterbate, let alone come all the while begging me to come so see could see it while sheis fingering herself like a bitch in heat.
Man, I can't wait to hear your voice, to hear you get excited nasnI tell you what to do.. hmmmm... Let me know what you would like for me to do, since In can't text before I call. By the way, do you have a boy/girl friend that you get to role play with? Just to let you know, I love assfucking with you on your back, legs on my shoulders or your feet pressed against my chest, drawing your ass up and tight on my cock. Finger your pussy, yes, right on your G-spot. Daddy's going to Make you squirt all over me.... Night night my dirty little girl..

So I'm sure a lot of you remember the True Teen Babes models, right? Well aside from Rosie Ford/Ink, and Kelsey Monroe, going full nude, were there any other of the TTB models that went into full nude or hardcore porn? And what ever happened to Libby Turner? lol