Cleopatra’s XXXPLICIT Expressions & Naughty Tales!

   Almost Jealous.

    The night I met her I was almost jealous. She was on the dance floor moving seductively. My boyfriend stood there. He was studying the curves of her body as she swayed and gyrated her hips to the music. He looked as if he was in a trance and his infatuation with another woman was pissing me off. The fact that he looked at her with suck lust and admiration caused the insecurity that created my anger.Truh was, I didn’t know that woman. I had no reason to be mad at her… and him. He was just being a man. Men cant help but to admire beauty in woman… and she was a beautiful woman. Once I accepted the facts and looked at her without rage I could understand his attraction.
    She was stunning, it was her eyes, they set her apart from most other women in the room. Those eyes were sexy, dark, middle eastern looking and hypnotic. Like a drink, those eyes could intoxicate you if you stared into them too long. The brows above them arched with mischief and seemed to dare you to look deeper than the surface. Something in the pit of my belly told me it was dangerous to be too deeply involved with this woman. They say that eyes are the mirror to the soul and her eyes… they were as tempting as sin. They reflected only sin, they oozed sex appeal and passion, and they were drenched in beauty. The kind of beauty that compromises boundaries and changes you until your no longer the person you once believed you were. Change can be good sometimes, but other times change is just change and at all times changing is scary. It can be like adding gasoline to a fire. It can really heat thing up. It did that night.
    Anyway, she had a fly hair cut, it was kind of like an updated version of the Halle Berry Cut of the 90′s. She looked like model with high cheek bones and cinnamon colored skin. She had a delicate nose and the full pouty lips some women pay for. Those lips probably made my man want her. He always liked a full set of what he called “kissable“, “dick sucking” lips. Me, I liked her smile. Her dimples and her confidence were attractive to me. She looked unrestrained, unconcerned about the thoughts of others, emancipated and free in a way that my fears never allowed me to be. The world seemed to be this party to her, the world was a dance she controlled and her whim seemed to move it. She seemed comfortable in her skin, with her sexuality and herself. I was always taught that good girls were not sexual beings, being overly sexual was for bad girls and whores. And I was good… very good but quietly, I always admired those who were brave enough to be bad. Sexuality was like a dirty little secret to me, I was timid, sex was something for your mans pleasure. It was a woman’s responsibility not an activity to bring you pleasure. I was afraid of anything new, afraid of being judged for my desires, afraid of what people would think if I didn’t stay with in the restraints of “good girl behavior.” Part of me wanted to be like her, part of me was afraid of her and what she represented. I was envious and curious all at once.
    I was curious about the parts of her that I couldn’t see. Maybe that’s why I followed her into the bathroom at the night club. She smiled and winked at me before disappearing  behind a stall door. I just wish I could remember her real name or understand why I have so little recollection of the name of someone who had such a major impact on my life. But I can’t recall it, maybe that means her name was not a priority to me.
    When she finished pissing, she emerged from the stall, she stood next to me by the bathroom mirror. As she washed her hands she looked at me and said,”Wouldn’t having a drink with me be more fun than watching me wash up?” Embarrassed that I was caught staring, I managed to say, “Yes, you buying?” She giggled and said, “Always for a beautiful woman.”I blushed deeply as we walked to the bar. I guess if she were a man I would have known I was being hit on. I never imagined a woman would be flirting so I saw her compliments as the result of kindness and not attraction. After my fifth sex on the beach and her tenth incredible hulk she said, “Lets dance.”
    As we walked to the dance floor I noticed several men: including my boyfriend, staring in our direction. Suddenly feeling self conscious and unsure of myself because of all the attention we attracted I said, “Why are the staring at us?” She smiled and said, “There jealous of me because I got the prettiest girl in the club… either that or they are looking cuz I get paid to fuck.” My eyes went wide with shock, “What do you mean? Are you a prostitute? A hoe? A whore?” She laughed, “Hoes get laid, whores get paid… but me… I’m a business woman. I’m a commodity, I’m a porn star baby. Don’t get it confused, I’m a star… I make more money than common hoes do. I thought you know who I was. I figured that was why you followed me into the bathroom to talk. I’m Skye, that isn’t my real name but its all you need. Its the name I do movies under. People gotta earn the government name. If you play your cards right, you could learn it by morning. I’m big budget baby, I get paid to fuck. This pussy is too good for me to let dudes have too much for free.” Checking me out she added, “You look so good good I could give you a sample for free. You have a look. You could do movies. It makes more sense to profit as you climax. Some girls lay up with just anyone for free and only end up with a wet ass and a broken heart. That shit always sounded dumb to me. Guys can break my heart, I don’t give a fuck. Hearts are made to be broken… he just better be certain that he breaks me off a bit of cash too. I want to shed my tears in a new BMW. You feel me? I can cry all the way to the bank while those hoes weep in the projects. You can judge me or learn from me. The choice is yours baby girl.”
    She started to walk off but I grabbed her arm to stop her, “I didn’t mean to be a jerk or sound like I was judging you. I was just raised deferent, you know? I was taught something’s are wrong and I guess now I’m leaning that right and wrong are not that simple. Even wrong things can seem right when they are done for the right reasons. I didn’t mean to judge you. You just surprised me that is all.” She smiled broadly and said,”this is my song!” She began to grin her hips on me. She touched my body to the rhythm of the beat. She played with my small perky breast through my sheer shirt and she kissed me. I closed my eyes and felt my nipples harden at the touch of her finger tips. Those nipples begged for attention from her mouth and my body forgot we were in a crowded night club. My panties were wet. When I opened my eyes again I could see that the crowd around us was more focused on her kissing me than they were on the music that was playing. People stopped dancing to stare and comment. She whimpered in my ear,”Doesn’t it feel good to be bad? Lets get out of here. My place isn’t far. You can bring your man or leave him. Its up to you.”
    My response changed my reality. My mind said no, she was a stranger and a woman. I wasn’t suppose to go home with her. This was out of character for me. I knew what she wanted. I couldn’t give it to her. Could I? And what about my man? He’d love it. It had always been his fantasy to see me with another woman but that fantasy wasn’t one I thought I could ever make real for him. I never even rode his dick. I always lay flat and let him do all the work… good girls aren’t suppose to be too eager when it comes to sex. You man may think your an experienced tramp if you know too many things. What would he think of me if I did this? Yes, I’d be a fun party girl to him… but would he still love and  respect me as his woman or would he see me as dirty or nasty? Looking across the dance floor I could see my man beaming with excitement. I meant to say no but when I parted my lips these words came out instead,” I love him. It’s his birthday. I wont go if he doesn’t. He has to be included. It’s a fantasy for him. A present.” She nodded and I got my man so we could all go to her place.
    We got to her house and she turned on the radio and started to dance for us. She stripped off layers of clothing as my boyfriend drooled and looked start struck. He grinned, “WoW! You look like Skye… the adult film actress. Your body is flawless.” She winked and told him, “I get that a lot.” She stood before us naked and grabbed the back of my neck when she kissed me with her juicy, cherry colored lips. After our passionate french kiss, she removed my sheer shirt. My mans pants began to bulge and I could see that he was really turned on. She darted her tongue across my naked breast while her hands touched my ass through my blue jeans. Then she unbuttoned  those jeans and pulled them down to my ankles. She rubbed my legs, kissed my pussy through my mesh thong and said, “I love the smell of pussy” as she nuzzled her nose against my ultra thin panties.
    She began to lick and kiss my love box through my underwear before slowly letting her fingers pull them down to my knees. Her long tongue tasted my fine pubic hair and it began to outline the part in the center of my pussy. She licked and nibbled gently on my clit and then pushed my legs wider so she could fuck me with her tongue. I could feel it dive in and out of my wet pussy and then twirl in circles inside of me. She stopped after I came and said, “I cant forget the birthday boy. Taste the pussy juice on my lips.” She kissed him slowly and then got on her knees and continued enjoying the flavor of my love. While she was on all fours lapping my pussy like a cat laps a bowl of milk my man slid three fingers in and out of her juicy pussy. I couldn’t believe how much the site of him touching her turned me on. Him fucking another woman had always been my biggest fear but tonight seeing him about to do it was a big turn on. I said, “Let me see you fuck her hard.” Then he removed his clothing and lay her on her back. He pushed his hard dick on her pussy slowly so I could enjoy seeing all of it disappear inside her. He started to thrust against her body deeply. She began to grin her cervix against his body as he entered her and she moaned for more when he started to pull away. He shoved his dick in and out of her pussy so fast that her breast began to bob back and forth with each thrust of his hips. Then he put one of her legs on his shoulder and the other was flat on the floor as he sat on her thigh and rode her pussy sideways so she could feel his dick rub her sugar walls from a new angle. I could see his shaft disappear into her hot, wet, hole and then reappear as she screamed,”Do it baby. Fuck me daddy. Take this pussy.” She shook with orgasm and my pussy was so drenched that my juices dripped down my thigh as I played with my clit and looked at my man fuck Skye. He went down on her,drinking a mixture of her cum and his. Then he put his fingers inside of her, scooping out as much of their love juice as he could before licking his fingers clean.
    Starting to feel left out of the fun, I kissed him and licked the creamy fluid off of his lips, I got on my knees and began to suck his dick until he became hard again.Skye licked his nuts and shaft while I sucked the head of his cock. When our lips touched each other as we licked his man hood we would pause, kiss each other and continue to engulf each inch of his dick in our moths. He was firm, erect and ready for more. I stopped sucking his dick and began to ride him for the first time. He was shocked and pleased… and so was I. I couldn’t believe how deep inside me his dick felt when I was on top and how much I liked to control the ride. I didn’t care that we were on the hard wood floor of her den. I didn’t care that the floor was slippery and wet with body fluid. All I cared about was swirling my hips and riding him up and down. Skye jacked the bottom of his dick while I rode him and she licked his cock and my ass. I rode his body deeply into mine, feeling his dick deep inside me, so deep it felt like it was in my belly. Feeling that and he tongue on my ass made my toes curl and my body explode with orgasm. A minute later he exploded a river of cum in my pussy. I continued to move up and down on him because the contrast between that hard dick and soft sticky cum turned me on. I came again. He continued to push his body upward sp his hips could meet my thrust and he fucked me with all his might until he had no energy left. After that, we rested before taking the long tide home in the morning. As promised, she told me her real name before we left in the morning but I forgot it. She wont tell me again… maybe the mystery turns her on… or maybe not knowing is the penalty of forgetfulness.
    I never thought I’d meet a woman like Skye. Never thought engaging in group sex was for me. I was a missionary girl, a good girl, an insecure, jealous girl. Now I have the kind of orgasms frigid girls dream of. I guess change was good. Adding Skye to my relationship was like adding gasoline to a fire. It made my sex life hotter. It helped me become open-minded, and openly bisexual. Skye taught me to appreciate the beauty of a woman instead of being jealous of it. My first impression of her was right. She was naughty, mischievous, tempting as sin and eager to explore the pleasures of it. Despite those things and because of them, she opened my mind, gave my boyfriend the best birthday present he ever had, spiced up my relationship and made me disregard my boundaries and my fears. She also eliminated my mans need to look at porn. Why rent a movie when we can have a real live porn star in our bed? All we have to do is call her.

                                      And so ends another tail by Cleopatra Reign.

To readers,
Skye and the other characters in my stories are born of my imagination and freed from my split personality to appear in the contemporary fiction novel that I’m writing. They are the result of my creative insanity and not the reflection of any real people, places or events. The good in them represents what I dream humanity to be, the bad in them is what I fear we sometimes become. They were birthed to reflect life choices, the good, the bad and the kinky, not to reflect real people. That said, all names and events are fictional. Don’t try to connect them to real people I encountered. A free mind can free a spirit and a sinful one can damn a soul. My stories are not meant to advocate or encourage the choices made  by my characters. They are solely to entertain, not to advise. Enjoy them and sex as safely and as often as your comfortable with.–Peace, Cleopatra Reign XOXOX. 

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Title: Pretending (copy write www.cleopatrareign.com)

 If you were here right now I’d watch you kiss her. I’d want to see your moist tongue dance in circles against hers. I’d want to see your lips pressed against hers. If you were here right now I’d want to see your hands touch her body. To see you rubbing her breast and licking her neck. I’d want to see her nipples harden with excitement at the touch of your fingertips. I’d love that, it would make my body tingle and cause my excitement to mount. Knowing that I love to see you caress her, you’d touch her gently once more. You’d do this as you looked at me with lust filled eyes. Your eyes would tell me that you wanted to touch me in all the ways you were touching her now. I’d want you to do it, I’d want you. I can’t tell you how many times I imagined your heavenly touch or thought of my warm, wet cunt wrapped tightly around your manhood. Your eyes would communicate the fact that you wanted and needed me too, but your lips would be so busy tasting her body that they didn’t utter the words. Your finger prints spelled out your secrets to me as they outlined the curves of her body.

Her pussy would respond to your touch with a warm, wet pleasure. It was a pleasure that you would only increase. You’d french kiss her ear, flicking your tongue in and out of it slowly, and then gently pausing to nibble on the lobe. You’d breathe gentle sensual breaths into her ear and whisper words to describe what was to come. She’d bite her lip in anticipation of the thrill and bat her eyes in a coy fashion. She wanted you more than I did… but she’d never say it in words. Only the softness of her body and the growing water fall between her legs told the secret. She played the good girl role and that was never my style. The called me bad, because I was direct and didn’t condescend anyone by shielding my desires… until now.

Your hands would lower to caress her pretty pear shaped ass and then you’d rubbed and squeeze it as you looked into my eyes. You’d part her ass cheeks gently and touch the crack in the middle. You’d finger her ass hole and stare in my eyes. I’d be so turned on by that sight that I’d take my panties off and slide them down to my ankles. I’d stand with my legs spread and caress my clit. I’d rub it hard back and forth and imagine it was your fingers on my pussy and my thighs. I’d imagined you touching my ass hole, licking it, doing all the freaky things that you do to please her. Then I’d see you get on your knees before her. She’d lay one of her legs across your shoulder to make it easier for you to bury your face between her legs. She would stand, balancing on the other leg as you licked her clit and fucked her pussy with your tongue. She’d grind her pussy into your face to angle you toward her hot spot. Then she would lean on your strong body for support when she was so turned on by what you were doing that she nearly lost her balance. Then she’d rub the back of your head and ram it deeper into your juicy pussy. You’d start to finger her pussy as you licked her clit. As you licked and fingered her pussy with one hand, the other would finger her ass hole. The double penetration that she would get from your fingers, in her pussy and her ass would amaze me. All I can say is it would have me so turned on that pussy juice would drip down my leg like semen. I would begin to rub myself harder, I would finger myself, moving my hips to her rhythm as she moved hers and grinded her pussy deeper into your handsome face. I would be near climax, and then you would stand up, you would lift her. You would stand holding her in front of you with her legs wrapped around you body, just above that tight muscular ass. You’d pull her up again and then push her down slowly on your firm cock, so that she could ride you as you stand. She would bob up and down on that dick, getting it soaked with milky white pussy juice as you both moan in pleasure. I’d finger myself a bit longer. Then I’d look around the room for something to play with.

I’d grab a straight candle, I’d shove it in my dripping pussy and work it like a vibrator as I’d stare at you fucking her. I’d move the candle in when you were on your inward strokes. Then I’d remove it gently as you slide out of her pussy. I’d clench my pussy muscles on that candle imagining that I was clenching them tightly on your dick. Seeing your dick disappear in her pink pussy and then reappear soaked in her juices, seeing her pretty ass swell full of you– it always made me imagine how it would feel to have you moving inside me that way. Looking was a turn on because I’d imagine you going in and out of me. I’d imagine it was me in your arms instead of her. How would it feel if it were me in your arms? Can you imagine me riding your dick and getting my soft stick cum on your hard cock? When you fuck her and stare at me… do you fuck her and want me? Do you imagine the same thing that I imagine? You and her would screw a little longer and I’d look until I came again, but then I’d have to be discrete.

I’d rush to clean the candle and return it to it’s proper place (next to her grandma’s photo). I’d pull up my panties and rush back to bed. I’d pretend to be asleep and pretend not to notice what my roommate did with her boyfriend in the living room late at night. She’d kiss you goodnight, show you to the door, and lay in the twin bed across from mine. She’d fall asleep thinking of how she loves you and wants to marry you, to have babies with you, to grow old with you. She’d want everything… I’d just want a sample, a little taste of you. I’d know you were just pretending that she was the only woman you desired. You wanted me, but you loved her. Love is stronger than wants sometimes. You’d marry her and I wouldn’t interfere, I’m not that type of woman. I’m a freak with boundaries, values, and limits. She wanted you with her heart and I desired you with the rest of my body. Love wasn’t a factor for me, not my love for you. I didn’t love you, shit… I barely liked you. But Lord knows I lusted for you. I wanted to fuck the dog shit out of you… but I loved her. At some moments love was stronger than lust. I loved her like family, we were best friends. I wouldn’t betray her trust… I couldn’t, but damn you tempted me.

So, I pretend I don’t get wet when I see you. I pretend I don’t want you, but you know I do. The same way you know I like to see you fuck her, so you always do her in the living room so I can see. It was our secret. You’d position her at angle where I can see the two of you… but she can’t see me looking. I’d peek at you deep in her pussy as you’d stare at me playing with mine. We keep pretending. I bet you pretend you fuck me when your deep inside of her, I pretend the same thing. Then I pretend I don’t want you. We keep pretending, ignoring our desires and doing what is right… because we love her.

Because we wouldn’t cross the line and do what we shouldn’t desire. We hide the truth when it could brake hearts and ruin happy homes. We’ll keep pretending, before and after you two marry next month. I’ll keep helping her look for that perfect wedding dress, because it is what maids of honor do. I’ll hope she doesn’t see the lust inside of us.. if she sees us glancing at each other during the wedding. And if she does see us, I hope she ignores what she sees… because she’s pretending too… pretending there is such a thing as a happily ever after.

                                                    The End.

***And please note that my bestfriend likes ugly men!!! We have never liked the same type of guy in all the years we have known eachother. So, this story is totally made up but i hope it got u off anyway.- Peace & Luv, Cleo. XOXOX***

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I was tired after looking at the concert. I stood by the hotel window trying to get a glimpse of the city lights when I saw her. Cleopatra was strolling around my best friend’s hotel room. His hotel suite had a window adjacent to mine. At night time, you could see the inside of the room clearly, when the lights were on and the blinds were left open. I started to call him and tell him, “I can see your room, your bed and everything.” But for some reason I looked at her instead of picking up the phone. She danced for him in a sexy red bra, thigh high stockings and a matching thong. She had hair as dark as the midnight sky and her skin was bronze and golden as the statue of an ancient goddess. Her body was beautiful, her face spectacular. No wonder he sat on the bed smiling and licking his lips in approval. I envied him at that moment. He was getting what I wanted.

She walked toward him and then crawled across the bed slowly. This gave me a bird’s eye view of her pretty, pear shaped ass in a thong. The sight of it sent shock waves of electricity to my dick that only masturbation could cure. She stopped in the middle of the bed and helped him remove his boxer shorts, and then she pulled her body upward onto his torso so that she could lick and kiss his forehead. The position she was in placed her 38 double ‘D’ breast directly in his face. He pulled her bra down to expose more of her full, golden tits and then he caressed them gently. They looked so soft and firm that I wished I was touching them too. He placed one of her nipples in his mouth like a Hershey’s kiss and sucked it passionately. Then he allowed that nipple to slip from his mouths embrace so his tongue could dance around the tip of it. I looked, I was full of envy as he squeezed her breast together and sucked both nipples at once. She then lowered her head to kiss his lips. I could see their tongues caress each other as they enjoyed a fiery hot kiss. Then she moved her head to French kiss his ear. He had an expression of pure pleasure on his face as her tongue darted in and out of his ear. She lowered her head to suck his neck, and then moved downward to give his chest time and attention. Her tongue ran circles around his nipples and she tasted every part of his chest before she licked a wet trail to his belly button. She stopped at his belly button and let her tongue dip in and out of it while her finger tips ran up his thighs and gently stroked his balls. Then she moved her head downward to nibble and suck on the side of his hip before licking the curve in his thigh where his thigh and penis connected.

She looked toward the window with a devilish smile. I sank behind the curtain in my hotel room. Had she seen me? No, she couldn’t have because when I looked again she was sucking his balls and contracting her lips gently on his nuts. Her smile wasn’t meant for me. she licked his shaft like a lolly pop, paying special attention to the throbbing vein beneath it. Then she took the head in her mouth. After sucking hard on it, like she was trying to pull out all the man milk he had in him, she flicked her tongue back and forth across the tip of his dick. As she put her hand at the base of his cock so she could jack his dick while she deep throated that mother fucker I was so turned on that I began to caress my own penis. Her mouth went up and down on his dick. She sucked and squeezed it hard on the way down and then slid up with a loose and gentle mouth. She seemed to love the taste of his pre cum as she swallowed every inch of his dick. Her mouth was swollen with his manhood; her head was bobbing up and down, going faster and faster. She never choked, never came up for air. He loved it; he thrust his hips upwards, literally fucking her mouth while he held the back of her head close to his dick. When it looked like he was about to cum she stopped sucking his penis and opened her pussy like a flower. her clit was small, and her pussy was pink, smooth and pretty.

She straddled him and sat on his big erect penis so slowly that I saw every inch of him enter her. She rode him like a champ, all the while playing with her clit and rubbing his chest. I started to jack my dick to the rhythm that she was riding him. She was sexy as hell. I had never been so turned on by a woman that I hadn’t even touched. I marveled at the real life sex show that I secretly witnessed. As she moaned, I moaned, as he got pleasure from being done by her, I got pleasure from looking at it. My hand squeezed my dick tighter; I went up and down on it harder and faster, stopping only to reach for some lotion to lubricate my hand while I imagined it was her tight pussy. As she went up and down on his cock, riding him like a horse, her big boobs bobbed and moved with her. He grabbed her tits, to feel them first and then used them like a handle to pull her closer to him and further down on his dick. She screamed out, it looked like she was saying, “Fuck me cat daddy…get it baby… take that pussy…give me that dick…give it hard like a big girl likes it.” She rode him harder and deeper, sweat from her body mingled with his but that didn’t stop the ride. I saw a mixture of semen and pussy juice on her thighs, on his penis and even on his belly as she slowly moved up and down on him like she wanted to milk him for every drop. When they were both done, she climbed off of him, glanced in the direction of the window and began to seductively lick his penis clean. As I saw her lick the semen off of his testicles I came harder than I had ever cum before. When no trace of their cum remained on his body she kissed his lips and lay beside him.

They rested side by side for awhile. He nudged her, to let her know he wanted more. Then he placed two fingers in her ass hole, to loosen her up and get her ready. After that, he stuck his penis in her ass. Her expression was one of shock and pain at first. But it was the kind of pain that comes from pleasure so she didn’t want to stop him. He lay behind her, spooning her, fucking her shit hole and reaching to the front of her body to play with her big tits and caress her clit until she came again. They played like that until morning and I masturbated looking at them the whole while.

The sun rose, check out time came and I saw her in the hotel lobby. I was so embarrassed by my invasion of her privacy the night before that I didn’t want to look at her. As I tried to avoid her by rushing directly to the front desk to check out, Cleopatra stepped directly in my path. Giving me a broad attractive smile she said, “Weren’t you going to say bye? I’m going home today. I won’t see you at the next spot.” I smiled at her; her skin was even prettier in the sunlight, I said,”Bye Cleo.” She leaned her head innocently to the side and said, “Did you like the show last night?” I nodded, “Yeah, the concert was good. His fans liked it.” She laughed and batted her eyes seductively, “I’m not talking about the show on stage. I left the curtains in our hotel room open for you. I saw what you did when you looked at me and your friend fuck.” I was stunned and embarrassed, I suddenly felt like a peeping tom, caught with my pants down I said, “Wow, you knew I was looking?!?!” Her almond eyes looked devilishly at me and she said, “I liked it. It turned me on… your friend knew you’d look, but he’s used to entertaining crowds… so we entertained you. I know your not a star like he is but I could have made you feel like one. Too bad you didn’t join us.” I was stunned, “What? You would have let me…?”She winked at me and walked away seductively. I never saw her again. A few nights later, I asked my best friend about her and he said, “All I know is she calls herself Cleopatra and she got some good pussy.” He added, “She’s a groupie. I never got her name, but I didn’t need to. The mystery is sexy. I asked for her number so I could call her when I come in town to do shows and she wouldn’t give it to me. She said she’d find me when she wanted me… that was sexy too. Now I’m going to be looking for her face in the crowd every time we tour and do shows in this city.” I laughed and said, “Your damn right about that because she got me open. I’m gonna be standing by my window hoping for another peep.”

***Another Tail By Cleopatra Reign comes to an end! Check out www.cleopatrareign.com for XXXphotos and videos of Cleopatra and er sexy friends at play!!! Photo of Cleopatra Reign