Pick A Hole. Any Hole!! JENNA HAZE Releases 2 New Fleshlights - One for Vag. - One for Ass!

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Jewish Porn: Serving America What it Likes Best: Big, Black Dicks, White Women & Emasucalted White Men

Shelly The Republican’s angry!  Jeff Steward, (Jewish) founder of JM Productions, is serving America what it likes best: big, black dicks, white women & emasucalted white men.

Shelly says:

“It’s quite bad enough to have one of them Negroes in the White House but the possibility to have one inside your daughter is just sickening.

“The movies’s story is not quite believable. The daughter brings home a Negro and starts to get aroused by him.

The daughter and her Negro friend are completely shameless and start having sex right in front of the father!

“We didn’t emasculate the white male,” says rapper Criminally Insane. “His emascualtion is a result of his psychotic ego.”

“Even though the Negro is very well built it’s not pretty to look at. Look at the title picture. Do you see the anguish and the frustration in the fathers eyes? Can you see the pain?

Please review the backcover of the DVD. There you can even see the daughter smiling back at her father, saying with her eyes “Look what I got in my mouth, Daddy!”. How unbelievably cruel!

Porn in the USA: Conservatives Are Biggest Consumers

“We all know what the policies of Barack Hussein Obama are and I can assure you: It ain’t pretty. If we don’t stop the mess in the White House then we won’t stop the mess at home.

“Please join us in our fight against the Negro Presidency and in our fight against Pornography. Please write to JM Produtions and urge them to stop producing smut! GOD DON’T LIKE IT!” – Shelley N. Goodman (Link)

Vera Vision—Heart of Glass

It looked like something that should’ve been in a sex museum. It was delicate and intricate with exotic designs. Trina couldn’t take her eyes off it. How long did it take to make? How strong was it? Most importantly, what were the odds nothing was going to break inside her? Her new object of interest? A glass dildo. Now all she had to do was swallow some courage juice and she’ll be on her way.

Trina was in a long-distance relationship with her boyfriend, James. James was literally on the other end of the globe working on a major project for his new job. It was his big break and they didn’t want to separate because of the distance. Instead, the couple made the best of their situation. Many phone conversations and text messages. A two-hour phone date at least once a week was definitely a requirement.

And of course, no long distance relationship could be complete without some hot phone sex. That was when Trina knew exactly how down and dirty James really was. Sure, he occasionally talked dirty to her when they had sex, but it was nothing like what he said over the phone. He was dirty but not filthy. He knew what to say to her without trying to come off as disgusting. So it was a matter of time before James took their sex adventures one step further.

As a 6-month anniversary gift, James sent Trina a prize he was sure she would never forget. The Phallix glass dildo. Trina remembered admiring it in the sex shop they frequented but didn’t think about purchasing it. Why would she? For one, it was expensive. And two, most importantly, it was fucking glass. It was bad enough where a porous toy could cause a nasty infection. But imagine the thought of glass breaking off while it’s being used? Not a fun idea and Trina definitely wasn’t sold. Sure, the store manager told her the glass was 100% safe and there was no way in hell it would break off. But Trina still had her reservations. She decided it was nice to admire the toy from afar.

But then it showed up at her front door. So much for admiring.

The toy itself, the Phallix, was quite the conversational piece. The shaft was leopard print while the head was a solid blue color. Trina figured her subconscious purchased the toy just based on how pretty it was. There was no real intention of actually using it. But what was the purpose of buying a dildo if she wasn’t going to use it? That was moot point. Convincing herself that either she just wasted quite a bit of money or she really was that stupid, Trina decided it was neither. She was going to get off, alright. Now she had to convince herself to take off her big girl panties and try the damn thing already.

Maybe James could convince her.

Trina quickly dialed her boyfriend. It was already 3 AM in the morning where he was but Trina knew he wanted her to call as soon as she received the package. A couple of rings later and she was on the phone with him. “I got it,” the smile on her face was evident through the phone.

“Take of your panties and lie down for me,” he requested. It might have been three in the morning but it sounded like James was anticipating Trina’s phone call. He was wide awake.

Trina followed her boyfriend’s instructions and removed her thong panties. She then laid down on the bed and spread eagle. “Alright, I did it,” she said into the receiver.

“Good,” James nodded, “lick a finger and stick it in your pussy. I want you to get it wet for me. We have some playing to do.”

It was going to be a great conversation.

(To be continued…)

Vera Vision—The Mirror, Pt. 2

Mike guided his wife in a rocking motion and told her to lock eyes with his through the mirror. They watched as their bodies once again became one. He breathed and panted against her earlobe. “Mmm…you feel so good,” he moaned in her ear.

“Mike…” Bella moaned.

“Mmm…” he moaned again, “watch us, baby. Watch me move inside you.”

Focusing on the erotic image in front of her, Bella watched him thrust inside of her. It was so incredibly hot watching her husband fuck her pussy. She never thought it would be arousing but Bella was surprisingly turned on. She couldn’t take her eyes off the scene in front of her. His cock was so wet with her juices, it was better than anything that had seen in porn. Mike then moved Bella faster on his shaft, studying her reaction and cupping her soft and tender breasts. Meanwhile, Bella kept her focus on her husband. Her eyes swayed from his eyes to the pumping motion she watched intently in the mirror. Mike then moved a hand down to Bella’s opening and began to play with her. His eyes were still fixated on her, watching her every reaction.

“You like that?” Mike whispered.

“Oh God, fuck yes!” Bella cried.

Mike removed his hand and traced one of Bella’s nipples with his fingers, still wet from playing with her clit. He then moved his fingers to her mouth, and Bella sucked hungrily on them as if it was her last meal. Mike then removed his fingers and made his way back to her nub and played with it again. “You’re so wet for me, baby.”

“Oh Mike…” Bella moaned.

Mike licked the beads of sweat from the nape of his wife’s neck. He squeezed her breasts more and pumped harder inside her. He then turned his attention to the mirror to watch her reaction. She looked so ht with her head tossed back in the throes of passion. Ecstasy was all over her face and he could tell Bella was about cum at any moment. “Mmm…you feel so tight.”

Bella felt her body begin to tense up. Mike’s dirty talk always pushed her off the edge when she was already tiptoeing. She couldn’t contain the feeling any longer. “I’m cumming.”

“Look at me when you cum,” Mike taunted.

Within seconds, Bella had one of her best orgasms ever. Her pussy clenched his cock tightly and for a second, Mike thought he was about to cum. But Bella’s gaze never left Mike’s as he continued thrust inside her. Mike watched Bella come down from her high before he shifted her off his cock. He then laid her on the bed and wrapped her legs around his waist. Hovering over her, Mike began moving faster inside his wife. He put her legs on his shoulders and moved so fast inside her hot core, his balls were slapping against her folds. Bella’s breathing became sporadic and in short spurts. She tried to contain the feeling but her body wouldn’t let her. “Oh fuck…oh…oh…”

“Cum for me, baby,” Mike moaned.

“Oh God, oh God yes…”Bella moaned as her body once again shook from the pleasure.

Hearing Bella once climax turned on Mike even more as he increased his pace and came inside her shortly afterwards. He rolled off her and collapsed beside her in the bed. The Yours and Mine was just like the commercials, except better.

Rainy Sundays are great for getting my pussy fucked

Read after, “24 Hours of Fucking My New Stud.”

And for fucking all day…

                Gavin and I had a 24 hour love fest. I’ve never had so much incredible mind-blowing sex in my life. My last relationship was nothing like this.

                Gavin and I managed to sleep in between screwing for what seemed like all night. His touch was magical, and the taste of his kiss was heaven sent.

                We slept in until about 10 a.m. and I awoke before he did. I decided to make some breakfast before we began our day because I knew we both could really use the fuel. However, just as I started to slip out of his grasp, Gavin pulled me back to him.

                He was hard again and his cock pressed against my ass.

                “Where do you think you’re going?” He asked kissing the back of my neck and cupping my breasts pulling me closer to him.

                I’d lost count of how many times we’d fucked. I was a little fearful that is was going to be sore, but since all of my orgasms happened at their own pace and not forced with a vibrator I felt amazing.

                I think I am in love. Our chemistry is incredible.

                “I thought I’d make us some breakfast.”

                He turned me over and kissed my lips lightly.

                “How about I give you another orgasm for breakfast?” He said rubbing my clit, teasing me. “Then I’ll make breakfast.”

                He pulled me over him and slid me down onto his big prick. My pussy was so wet, he slid right in.

                How could I resist fucking him? It felt so damn good, sooo damn good.

                Fortunately I have good morning hair and didn’t mind riding cowgirl on my new stud.

                Gavin smiled as he gazed lovingly at my body while I rode him. I leaned down onto my hands, closer to his face.

                His eyes were a beautiful shade of fudge brownie. His lashes were dark and there were so many I’d have sworn he was wearing mascara. His black hair was the darkest shade of brown and it was spiked everywhere. He had 5 o’clock shadow masking his face and I couldn’t wait to feel it scratching my thighs.

                He’s not allowed to shave that in the shower.

                I rode him like I was in a saddle, riding the most beautiful stallion I’d ever seen.

                “Oh shit, Delaynee, that’s so good.”

                I increased my pace, making my titties bounce a little and my long dark curls to gently cradle them.

                He reached up and started playing with my boobs, squeezing them together.

                “Yes Gavin, Yes.”

                I reached between my legs and jiggled my wet clit as I increased my bucking. I could feel my pussy clenching down on his cock.

                We were about to cum when suddenly we heard footsteps climbing my steps.

                I live in the only apartment over my bookstore/coffee shop and I couldn’t imagine who it was.

                I started to cover up and slide off him, readying myself to answer the door. However, Gavin was going to have no part of that and took me by my hips and slammed me down onto his cock over and over.

                As I expected, there was a knock at my door, but then I heard the footsteps again as though they were leaving.

                Thank God.

                Still, I wondered who it had been, but not for long. I quickly refocused on Gavin and his gorgeous face as he filled me full of his cum. I orgasmed with him, my juices mixing with his and streaming down onto his cock, slipping over his balls and onto the sheet.

                I started to pull off him and lay beside him.

                “Wait,” he said.

                He sat up and took my knees from the kneeling position and wrapped them around his body. He hugged me and held me so closely.

                His prick was still inside me as he held me and started kissing me.

                “Delaynee,” he whispered. “Don’t ever let me go.”

                “Me either,” I said.

                We held each other a moment longer.

                “Well, except for now,” he said.

                He pulled me off his cock and stood. Without so much as wrapping a towel around himself he went to the door and opened it. He came back with a bag of breakfast sandwiches and a tray with two coffees on it.

                Confident guy.

                “When did you order that?” I asked.

                “Last night.”

                Real confident.

                “Don’t get pissed,” he said. “I just didn’t want us to have to cook today when we could be making love. So I called the diner around the corner last night when you were in the bathroom and put in an order for this morning.”

                Making love eh? I’m keeping this guy, forever.

                “Breakfast burrito?”

                He offered as he unwrapped the tasty looking food.

                “Mmmm, hmmm,” I said going down on him, again.

My Desi Tuition Teacher

My name is nakul & I am 21 years old. Mine is a true experience which I will recount now. It was 6 years back. I was born at Mumbai and I am Fair , Height 5.6 and a Smart Personality I was 16 at the time and struggling at school when one of my parents’ friends suggested a tutor for me. The tutors name was Sharmila she had just left University with BCom and was looking for a stable job. In the meantime she was taking tution to bolster her finances.

She was 23 and very fair had long black hair tied in a bun, was about 36B-28-38, Height 5.4 ft , She had attractive featured face with light green catty eyes and charming charismatic smile. She wore proffessor type glasses and dressed fairly conservatively with hardly any makeup. She looked more like a bookworm than a stunner. She was definitely very intelligent and was a very strict tutor. If I raised my eyes slightly out of the books she would instantly shout or beat me with cane .Under the hard exterior was a soft hearted passionate beautiful women. I dreamt of her regularly, her hair down her glasses off, her face made up, in a skimpy wet clinging sari with no undergarments instead of the stiff starchy serious baggy type salwaar outfits that she wore. I wanted her so badly I wanted to tell her how I felt but I did not have the guts. It was near to my finals when I knew it was unlikely I was to see her again since she had got a posting in Pune that I thought I’d tried to have ago. I went over to her complex to see her about some last minte revision.

I’m really worried miss I said as Sharmila watched over me on the exam questions I had brought. Nonsense she said you will be fine. Just follow the things we have covered and you will do well she smiled. Oh that smile melted me. As convincing as I could be I tried to look as upset as possible close to tears. I cannot take the pressure Miss as I buried my face in my hands. She came over and sat next to me putting her arms around me to console me. I moved my face to turn into her bossom feeling the warmth off her soft bossom. My cock going hard as I snuggled deeper into her tits. She held me tight. Theres nothing to worry about she said calmly. I’m going to miss you miss. She gently began rocking me in her arms. It was now over never, I placed my hands on her hip. She made no move to remove it. So I gained more courage and started to stroke her inner thigh. Still no resistance and I advanced to her crotch my other hand now firmly massaging her breast.

Sharmila had now started kissing the top of my head as she rocked me. My hand was now on her pussy rubbing it. I got more of an approval when she moaned her legs opening wider allowing me better access. Sharmilas hands now reached for my jeans zip feeling my bulge as she opened them. She pulled my hard cock out from my underpants squeezing gently. This made it twitch like hell rocking back and forth. I started to tongue her mouth kissing hungrily at her lips. She removed her glasses, lowering her head licking the full length of my shaft from pubic bone upto tip of the head. Oh my this was incredible, eventually she took my tip in her warm moist mouth sucking it like her favorite lollypop. I had now opened the front of her salwaar gaining access to her braless soft breasts. The more I pulled her nipples the more she moaned. Her mouth now began to engulf the full length of my rod varying her strokes from deep to the back of her throat to half length sucks whilst fiddling with my balls and pubic hair. I didn’t think I was going to hold out much longer when she suddenly stopped. She quickly stood up pulling down her salwaar kurta and pyjamas to reveal her white panties with a damp spot over her slit. She stood astride and guided my hands ferom her breats to her panties and help me take them of her. When she stepped out of the panties I could see her pink moist fleshy innards of her juicy cunt as her cunt lips parted for a few seconds.

She was not as hairy as I had thought. She pushed her pussy into my face its your turn big boy as she grabbed my cock for some hand action to stop it from going limp. I grabbed her buttocks tight and ran the tip of my tongue along the folds of her juicy cunt. She moaned loud grinding her pussy deeper into my face. My hand began rubbing the nub of her hardened clit making her twitch wildly all over I could feel her climax all over like an electric current had passed right through her. My reward was a face full of her tasty juices. I gave her pussy even more attention sucking her piss flaps and lapping her juices like a hungry dog. Eventually I started entering her with one finger then to building a quick rhythm. She was bucking my fingers violently. Oh you bastard she screamed, oh you fucking lovely bastard. I was so turned on that this strict tutor spoke such foul language. She could not take my onslaught on her pussy any longer fuck me she cried, fuck my pussy. Put your hard cock in me. I want you. She straddled me gently lowering herself on my cock, slowly her pussy folds engulfing my love meat. That feeling is so amazing its undescribable. We were both soaked with sweat. She used her full weight with each thrust down whilst I grabbed her lovely curvy bigs hips to cause my cock to go as deep in as it could. Her vaginal walls were clasping tight to my cock, her breasts at the mercy of my searching mouth. She had one of her hands on my balls whilst her other hand had reached under my arse. She moaned abuse in Hindi as we fucked, bastard, cunt, cock, pussy basically everything. She knew she was driving me crazy with her foul mouth because she was always clean spoken as my tutor even when she was angry. She was very good at rotating and grinding her hips.

Eventually we came together our bodies convulsing in extasy. We held each other tight, kissing. After we got changed she saw me to the door, look you will do fine she said kissing me as the neighbours watched, I will miss you she said, a single tear running down her cheek. That was the last time I saw her. Not surprisingly I aced all my exams and got the top marks in my class.Now thats what I call an education. Now she is married and gone to Pune and we can’t have any chance again.

Vera Vision--All Tied Up, Pt. 2

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