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Queen Rogue, aka QueenRogueXXX1 on Twitter, is known around the world for her assets and endowments. If this were a more wholesome website, that might mean she was a jet-setting CEO tossing around money and buying up real estate. Since you’re reading this on ThePornDude, you can probably guess what assets and endowments I’m actually talking about, even if you haven’t yet seen them for yourself. There’s a good chance they’ll be popping up in your wet dreams and daytime fap fantasies after today, assuming you take my advice to check out her feed.
I admittedly didn’t hop on the Twitter.com bandwagon nearly as early as I should have. With seven billion visitors a month, they’re one of the most popular websites in the world, but people don’t always think of nudes and humping when they think of the platform. QueenRogueXXX1, on the other hand, has been active on the site since 2016, shortly after she really started making a name for herself on the porn scene. The thicc Latina likes to share on Twitter, and you can probably guess from my excitement what kind of material she’s sharing. If not, read on or just click my link to see for yourself.
A Handful of My Favorite Keywords
Most people have a handful of keywords they always type into the search bar on any free tube, paysite or dirty movie message board. Common keywords include sex acts like blowjobs and anal, fetishes like feet and BDSM, and character costumes like schoolgirls and nurses. Other keywords describe the physical characteristics of the pornstars you’re looking to shake your dick at, whether they’re Asians, teens, BBWs or redheads.
If you’ve been fapping to Queen Rogue’s material for a while, there’s a good chance you initially found her with that last type of keyword search. The babe comes up when you ask for MILFs, as she’s 47, aged like the finest of wines. She’s also on the list for Latinas, having been born in Puerto Rico before making her way to Florida. Queen Rogue also meets the physical criteria for such tags as Brunette, Tattoos, Curvy, Big Ass and Big Boobs. In case you’re wondering, she measures a mouthwatering 34DD-26-42.
Those of you who include any of those terms in your usual masturbatory queries will probably pop a boner the moment they land on QueenRogueXXX1’s Twitter page. Those of you who type a few of them or all of them better grab an old sock or a tissue before you go clicking around, because this beautiful mamacita checks all the boxes and checks them hard—kind of like my dick even as I just type this up. (If you think your job is difficult with a boner, try being a professional porn reviewer!)
There’s a pinned tweet at the top of her feed that sets the tone beautifully, and she must be really proud of it since it was initially posted a good five months ago. It’s only a twenty-second video loop, but distracted me from writing this review for about twenty minutes as I watched it over and over again, plus some cleanup time afterwards. Captioned, “Big dick stretch my baby,” it captures Queen Rogue riding a guy’s dick beside a lake. It’s shot from behind, so we get an absolutely fantastic view of Rogue’s big, tatted ass jiggling as she slams it down on some lucky-ass motherfucker.
Take with Lotion Twice per Day
Sometimes when I see an older tweet like that pinned to the top, it’s because the pornstar isn’t much of an active Twitter.com user. That ain’t the case with QueenRogueXXX1, who usually posts a couple times a day. I’m whipping up this review in the early afternoon, just after lunch, and she just Tweeted, “Are you ready for the wknd and watch the World Cup?” Even if you ain’t into sports, you’ll probably like the photo she attached to the tweet. She’s kneeling on a bed wearing nothing but her pretty smile, her succulent flesh oiled up and glistening, while she covers her nips and pussy with her hands.
That’s her second post today. Earlier, she was hyping her appearance at the AVN Show in Las Vegas in a few weeks. Again, the tweet has a fapworthy photo of the Queen looking absolutely fucking stunning. Scrolling through her feed, it looks like she rarely tweets words without pictures. I only found a couple recent text-only tweets, both of which promote her work on other websites.
Her tight focus on media is going to be a good thing or bad thing, depending on what you like about pornstars on Twitter. If you’re here strictly for jacking off to pictures and videos, her posts are obviously going to fit your masturbatory style. On the other hand, if you like Twitter for the personal vibe you get from girls who post random thoughts and memes along with their porn, you might be a little disappointed. In some ways, it feels a little bit like OnlyFans lite; it’s full of Queen Rogue content and it’s free, but it really just exists to help you play with yourself. It ain’t the kind of social media your sister shares.
Younger pornstars tend to post a lot of random, non-pornographic shit, in large part because they grew up with social media and genuinely enjoy it. QueenRogueXXX1 is a legit MILF, though, part of a demographic that just spends less time sharing photos of their lunch and angry mini-rants about the government. Whatever the case, she uses Twitter.com as a promotional tool and nothing else.
That ain’t to say it’s a shitty feed, not by a long shot, because she’s promoting some killer content. She does porn, so her whole feed is absolutely full of free wank material. She tweets a lot of selfies wearing nothing or close to it, clips of that big ass twerking, samples from her OnlyFans and promo videos for movies she stars in around the web. She also retweets content other Twitter users post that she’s in, so maybe you can make the feed if you’re ever lucky enough to get a selfie with her. Good luck, champ.
Where Does She Still Find Time to Fuck?
The QueenRogueXXX1 Twitter feed might feel a little bit like one big advertisement, but at least it’s an ad that’ll help you fire millions of unborn babies out of your flesh cannon. She posts every day and she’s been on the platform since 2016, so she’s built up a pretty nice archive of material. To date, she’s tweeted over 12,000 times. The Media button at the top of the feed filters it down to 5,123 photos and videos, but the math doesn’t really work out to me. She rarely posts words alone, so you’d think her Media count would be closer to 12,000. Maybe it’s a glitch, maybe I don’t understand what gets the Media tag, or maybe she used to be a lot chattier on the site.
Her Likes are worth a peek if you’re interested in what she’s interested in. Spoiler alert: it’s mostly porn. It seems you and me and Queen Rogue have some things in common, including our love for beautiful women, big butts and dirty movies. She’s also a big fan of big dicks, so be prepared to see a lot of well-endowed boner selfies. Maybe one day you’ll see yours truly among them. (If you don’t want to wait to see my dong, check out PornDudeCasting, where I bang another pornstar every week!)
I wish Twitter had an auto-scroll feature, because it would really come in handy here. As it stands, it’s a good feed to flip through with one hand while you’re churning butter with the other, because it’s pretty much all adult media. Imagine if they added auto-scroll and you could fap with both hands, cupping the balls while working the shaft. Then again, it’s hard enough not to pop right away when I watch that ass shake, so maybe the extra stimulation would just lead to more ruined keyboards. I really need to invent some sperm-proof computer peripherals.
If you use Twitter.com for masturbatory purposes and you like thicc Latina MILFs, it’s kind of a no-brainer to click the follow button beside QueenRogueXXX1’s lingerie-clad profile shot. That’ll add a couple more pornographic nuggets to your daily feed, plus it’ll help you keep tabs on what Queen Rogue is up to as she fucks her way around the internet and around the world. I know I’ll be watching, and probably burning through yet another bucket of personal lubricant.
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PRINCESS PRESTIRA TIADOA Being a Highland princess was a lonely ordeal. Though my mother was a “free spirit” and encouraged me to make friends outside of the castle, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. A princess had her place, and it was not with the commoners on the street. That was why my only friend was my cousin, Adrianna Straltaira. Adri’s mom was a really busy woman, being the ambassador to Alkandra, so Adri spent most of her time living with her grandma, Great-Aunt Lydia, just a few...
Interlude Yavara sat upon a black throne. She closed her eyes and savored the discordant symphony of wails and moans, the drone punctuated by the clanking of chains and the cracking of whips. Exhaling contentedly, she opened her eyes. Below her laid a spectacle of depravity, churning masses of flesh oscillating to some unheard cadence, their glistening forms bathed in the crimson torchlight. The prisoners’ eyes were wide with horror, as what was being done to them was horrible, but comingled...
LEVERIA The previous night had been a sleepless one. I’d sat in my office, drinking wine and contemplating the mirror before me. Its twin was hanging over Elena Straltaira. She was awake, staring up at herself, a thin rectangle of moonlight shining on her face. Though her jaw was swollen, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was filmed with dried sweat and smeared blood, she shown like an angel to me in her lunar aura. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” She asked herself. I’d been asking...
PRIVATE HESIA OF THE HIGHLAND ARMY “…I’m telling you, you’re safe if you don’t put the helmet on.” Alex said to me. We were stationed in the Crescent, a part of the Rift that bowed inward. It was the safest part of Sector Two, as the inward bow would funnel enemies into a crossfire. After being part of Droughtius’s fifth division and getting absolutely smashed at the Battle of the Tundra, it was nice to just man a wall. There’d only been one assault of the Crescent during the entire...
TITUS The sinking sun cast the sky in crimson, illuminating the thick fog of the marshlands in ethereal red, the helms of the Highland army barely glinting through the haze. I watched it through the silk fabric of my mask, the rest of my body submerged in a murky pool. Topographically, this part of the Highlands was not part of the ‘high lands,’ for it was flat marsh without so much as a tree stump to raise the elevation. The border was drawn after the collapse of Alkandra to ensure that no...
Chapter Twenty-Three LEVERIA “…do you see that?” A nasally voice cut through the darkness. The darkness had been pure bliss, a blanket of nothing to drape over my mind, gently dulling the cruel light of life. The voice was an interloper, a screeching rooster at dawn’s window, rousing me unbiddenly from the deepest of slumbers. “What is that?” Another voice asked. Oh, it was a sweet sound, a songbird’s melody to announce the gentle rise of the sun, its warm rays filtering through my...
IVANKA Tiffany and I watched from the mouth of the Broken Pass as the sun sank into the horizon, casting violet rays into the sky that faded to purple, then blue, then black. I waited until the last light faded, then I stripped my robes, and felt the cool wind caress my naked flesh. I took a deep breath of the night air, and my blood surged with a primal thrill. I pulled Tiffany into a heated kiss, tasting the avarice on her tongue, the suffusion of sexual desire and blood hunger, the need to...
Chapter Thirteen ELENA “Spin around, Opal, show Sherok your new tat.” I said to my favorite slave as the tattooist finished his work. “Master’s Little Anal Slut, that’s classy Elena.” Sherok laughed as Opal shimmied her hips, the fresh ink contrasting her pale backside. “Well, Opal’s such a classy little girl, aren’t you?” I grinned, filling my hand with her supple ass. Opal’s tail curled upward in arousal, exposing her holes. “Not now, Opal.” I said, running a finger down her taint,...