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I have an interesting story to tell. A strange story, but interesting nonetheless. I’m friends with Katy Perry, hard to believe, but the truth. Most people find it more difficult to imagine that she even has friends, even less so that she would have friends like me. I was a childhood friend first, before the grandiose of fame came about and took her to higher places, whilst I remained below. But friends nonetheless. She and I have always been close and the boundless riches that she gained have resulted in no real change in our relationship other than in making one of our games have higher stakes. See, she and I have a constant running bet. Every now and again, we’ll challenge each other to do something. Started with us betting each other a fiver to do something ludicrous; flash ourselves in a crowded bar, steal something, and the such. Nothing big, but bold nonetheless. Whilst she offered to bet more money as she got richer, I refused, and it became more a playful thing than anyth...

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With the birth of the third royal baby, things took a peculiar turn for Kate Middleton and her husband. Namely, questions about Kate’s fidelity and faithfulness were brought into the limelight. Whilst most people look upon the royal couple and future heirs to the throne as the pinnacle and prime example of true love, the third royal baby completely squashed those picturesque values and revealed a side to the beautiful duchess that went unknown for the longest of times and now puts the royal marriage in a state of disarray. You might ask what was wrong with the baby that could possible spark such an outcry and completely defame an innocent and shrewd minded woman? Well, the simplest and most concise answer is that the baby was black.             When Kate married into the royal family certain sacrifices had to be made. Such as constantly being under the scrutiny of the press, having every movement she made analysed by nutjo...

Welcome back to Cumsluts Weekly, the number one place for all your weekly updates on your favourite celebrity Cumsluts and their favourite past-time: gagging on cock. This week, we have some particularly juicy stories and as always, plenty of pictures. Game of Thrones is all the rage of course and here at Cumsluts Weekly, we barely had to breathe the word ‘blowjob’ to the salacious female cast to have them jumping on the proverbial cock and riding it all the way to the printing press. We have exclusives with all of your favourite cast members including: Spit or swallow with the petite Rose Leslie, going black with Lena Heady, Lesbian Lovers (the photo-shoot) with Sophie Turner AND Maisie Williams and not to mention Gwendoline Christie tells us about her perfect cock (spoiler alert, she prefers to measure her cocks in feet, not inches!). But not before a Cumsluts Weekly first (and a first for our starring lady), we organise Natalie Dormer’s first every blowbang. I know, I can ha...

“So, Emma, it’s been seven years since you left the character of Hermione behind. What kind of misadventures do you think she would have been getting up to in that time?” The interviewer asked, taking Emma by surprise as a grin etched itself across her face. Of course, she had already intimately imagined what her character of Hermione would be getting up to, and naturally, her imagination would have rendered the entire interview completely inappropriate. But, it was that question that had prompted Emma to organise a long overdue girl’s night, because, unbeknownst to the public, the leading ladies of the Harry Potter franchise had more secrets that one could imagine.             Being a child actress can be difficult. It’s a rather laborious lifestyle and having those early relationships can be difficult. Which is why, by the age of sixteen, Evanna Lynch, Bonnie Wright and Emma Watson had taken comfort in each other and dev...

          The lives of Hollywood celebs are certainly prolific. They have fancy houses, drive fancy cars and eat fancy food. But when you push past the shining exterior, the perfect and prim façade that a lot of these celebs portray crumbles away. You’ve heard the stories of secret sex parties, celeb only orgies and mysterious secluded beaches where only the dirtiest of celebs linger. Which, incidentally, is all of them. But the complete dichotomy of these two worlds cannot be better displayed than with the high-brow and stiff upper lip of Anne Hathaway and one of her infamous friday nights.             They start rather innocently, with Anne taking dinner at one of the more expensive establishments, actively ignoring the subtle snaps taken from indiscreet paparazzi, hoping to angle their cameras just enough to creep beneath her dress. Whilst Anne would love to indulge them, she rarely bothers wit...