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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270  

Have you ever been walking down the street and saw a man so beautiful you had to stop? Not just an attractive man, I’m talking full-on Adonis. Yesterday, I took a few hours to do some shopping. I was by myself and enjoying the peace and quiet. Not looking to express some Hot, BBC, PDA, but when it happens it happens. Most people were home BBQ-ing with family or whatnot so the shops weren’t busy at all. When I saw that black God, he saw my jaw drop.

He must be used to women and men alike stopping to stare at him because he beckoned me over with a finger. Like a lust-filled lasso, that curling finger drew me in. He lifted his shirt to show off a six-pack of ebony abs and I swear my knees buckled.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I had no idea how kinky he really was until that night. We had been dating for six months. So we went out to dinner to celebrate. We had a great time like we always did, flirting and playing footsie under the table. Needless to say, by the time we were done with dinner, we were quite aroused. On our way back to my place, he slid his hand under my dress. He played with my pussy while he drove. I was so wet and turned on by the time we got home. “Make yourself comfortable while I go freshen up. Feel free to make us a drink” I winked with a flirtatious smile. Then I headed to my room. I took a quick shower, touched up my makeup, spritzed on some of my favorite all natural, aphrodisiac perfume, and slipped on a sexy little burgundy lace negligee.

When I came out of my en suite restroom, there he was. He was in bed already, with a devious little grin plastered across his face. I wondered what he was up to. Then I saw one of my lingerie drawers open. And I knew I hadn’t left it like that.

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Lingerie Masturbation

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

When he bought me lingerie, I thought it was because he wanted to worship my perfect body while I was wearing it. Like a good little servant, I thought he purchased the beautiful nightie as an offering to his Goddess. Oh, how wrong I was. He’d bought us matching baby dolls, and his intent wasn’t to worship me but the lingerie itself.

The matching baby dolls were made of the softest pink silk I’d ever seen. We dressed in them and took turns complimenting each other. His was tighter around his wide waist, and it wasn’t nearly long enough to cover his throbbing bulge in the matching silk panties.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

All through high school I played softball.  I loved it so much and wanted to play when I went to college.  So, I picked a college with a nice softball program.  Then I tried out and won a scholarship.  Of course, I was excited to start my new team my freshmen year in college.

The first day of practice, the coach put us through our paces.  We ran laps and base drills and batting drills.  It was an exhausting day.  we were all sweaty and happy to hear the coach’s orders to hit the showers.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

Our dinner conversation, full of flirting, total filth and dirty talk, he must have called me a bad girl like six or seven times. I would make sexual gestures with my food as we ate, and he cleverly used innuendos throughout dinner. We had a good laugh, and we were in such high spirits after leaving the restaurant he boldly grabbed my ass through my dress. I squealed openly and laughed as he pulled me towards him before giving me a firm smack on my ass. When we got to the car he pushed me up against it.  

Boldly lifting my chin and planting a wet kiss on my lips. “I had no idea you were this dirty. You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” he asked still gripping my chin. “You have no idea” I said erotically with a flirty giggle.  

“Fucking hell, I love these stockings on you but I want them off” I laughed feeling his hands smoothing my leg through my stockings. He leaned in lifted my right leg and kissed me.

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Jailyn 1844-332-2639 Ext. 408

I love cock so much, it’s all I think about. I was at work yesterday, just craving to get my tight cunt fucked. Lucky me I brought my 8-inch dildo to work and went the back office and before you know it, I put my pretty pink thong to side and started hammering my pussy with that big pink 8-inch dildo.

You won’t believe what happened – my boss walked in. I wasn’t embarrassed at all; I was hoping to get caught; that’s how naughty I am. “Jailyn” my boss called my name in a loud stern voice; I replied and said yes, the boss, as my tight cunt was dripping with white creamy cum.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Corey was already kneeling when I walked into the living room, a soft, almost imperceptible tremor running through his body. He was dressed precisely as I’d instructed: an old, faded t-shirt that was clearly too small for him, barely covering the lacy bra I’d made him wear underneath. His hair, usually neatly styled, was a mess, indicating he’d spent the morning cleaning my apartment, just as I’d ordered.

“Good morning, little piggy,” I purred, settling onto the plush velvet armchair opposite him. He swallowed hard, his eyes – wide and pleading – fixed on my designer slippers. “Good morning, Mistress.” His voice was raspy, laced with a familiar mix of shame and fervent eagerness. It was a sound I’d grown to enjoy, the sound of a man willingly surrendering his power, his dignity, his very livelihood. “Such a compliant sissyboy, aren’t you?” I let the words hang in the air, watching him flinch slightly, then visibly melt into the humiliation. “Have you been a good little finsub and followed my instructions to the letter?”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Some guys just really like my butt. I know, I know. It’s a common thing, maybe even a cliché, BUTT…there are levels to it, aren’t there? And then there was him. HIM. Most guys, they like the curve, the shape, the way it looks in a tight pair of jeans or a silk dress. Standard appreciation. But this one? He was an ass man with a very particular vision.

He wanted me to dress up. Not for a party, not for a night out. Just for him, and for the specific fantasy he’d crafted in his mind. A patent black catsuit. Gleaming. And patent black stiletto boots, so high they practically dared me to fall. My nails, already long, were sharpened and painted a deep, dangerous crimson. When I looked in the mirror, I wasn’t just a woman in an outfit; I was a creature. A typical superhero villainess, absolutely, from the sharp lines of the suit to the predacious gleam in my own eyes. And I felt like one, too. Powerful. Unattainable. Menacing, even.

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Your Mouth Is a Cunt

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My finger traces the outline of your lower lip. Drool cascades down your chin as the open-mouth gag keeps your hole stretched wide. There are tears of struggle leaking down your cheeks, and more blink free when I glide two of my fingers along the surface of your tongue and right down your throat. My fingers wiggle in the back of your throat, and I release an exaggerated sigh of disappointment.

“You’re still gagging way too easily.” I snatch my fingers free and wipe your spittle on your cheek. Mixing it with your tears. “Fuck his cunt again.” I bark at the throat-training bull standing beside me.

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Unleashing The Serpent

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

He warned me his cock was “different,” that it could be dangerous if handled improperly or awakened by the wrong woman.  He said it wasn’t safe, but my curiosity only piqued. I needed to see it, feel it… Unleash it.

I walk into the bedroom wearing a fishnet bodysuit and heels. He was laying on the bed already stroking his cock as I sauntered towards him. It looked normal to me. Big, thick, and juicy. The veins that raced up his base pulsed a soft hue of green, and I blinked a few times as I got closer. Was that a trick of the light or a hint of what was to come? “It looks like you are ready to play,” I mewled as I crawled up beside his strong thighs.

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