Making Older Men Beat Their Balls

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I love making older men beat their balls. And I’m not talking older, like 40’s; I mean OLDER. Like the 60-year-old who called me the other day and fell in love. Our first call was just feeling things out. I made fun of his ED. What kind of loser can’t get hard for his wife but gets rock hard when I punch his balls?

It’s hilarious. As we explored his pain threshold, it didn’t take long for him to embarrassingly cum before I gave him permission. We laughed about how he felt I went easy on him even though I’m a self-proclaimed bitch. Clearly, he was giving me the green light to seriously abuse him next time.

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Like any other day, you leave work and walk toward your car. Another long night means a dark parking lot, but you’re unafraid. You’ve never had to worry about being a victim before, and it leaves you vulnerable. The street lights in the back of the lot are off, and your nose is too buried in your phone for you to see the hulking shadow approaching. Reels play loudly in your earbuds, and just before you reach for the driver’s door, a large hand is clapped over your face.

The soft, damp cloth over your nose is odorless but not harmless. As quickly as you inhale to gasp for help, your vision blurs, and your body sags. Dropping you into the arms of the massive stranger. Is what’s about to happen to you your worst nightmare or a fantasy come true?

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Mercedes 844-33-CANDY Ext 423

 I knew you were weak when I first met you. You were so eager to please me, to do anything to get in my pants. And now, I finally have you right where I want you: on your knees, begging for my cock. You have it in your head that it’s my pussy you’ll finally be tasting… but you won’t be getting that tonight. Oh no, I have something much better in store for you. I pick up the strap-on I bought earlier today, the one with the thick, veiny dildo attached to it. I slip it on and adjust it, making sure it’s just right.

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Turning The Tables

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Boss called me into his office and asked me to shut the door. I hadn’t been his secretary for long, so I was pretty nervous I’d made some kind of mistake. I sat across from him and crossed my legs. The tight pencil skirt I wore rode up a bit to show off the lace tops of my thigh-high stockings. I called you in here today to discuss your wardrobe.” He stated with a bit of a growl. “The way you dress is a serious distraction. I mean, Kayla, you are obviously a beautiful girl, but wearing such tight skirts and shirts isn’t helping anyone around here be productive.”

“Well, that isn’t very fair.” I lifted my chin as I replied boldly. “You walk around the office looking sexy as fuck in that suit and bossing everyone around the way you do. It constantly makes my panties wet, but I’m still able to do my job. I don’t think the problem is me; I think you just can’t handle yourself.” I smirked as his nostrils flared and flicked the top button on my blouse to give him a better view of my swelling cleavage. I’d say I successfully turned the tables on his plan.

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Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

He kneeled blindfolded with his hands behind his back on my dorm room floor. “Bounce bitch.” I barked as I buckled the thicker strap-on harness over my hips. The tall, pink dildo impaled in his ass was still mostly visible. Lazy fucking loser.

I stomped over and pushed down hard on his shoulders. A strangled whine exploded from his lips as the dildo filled him. I giggled as his tied-up cock flexed under the tightly tied red ribbon. “Awh, what is it? Is the dildo too big? Too bad! Bounce on it and prepare that tight little boy pussi cus this one is twice as thick.” I slapped his tear-stained face with the cock swinging from my harness.

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When it comes to pleasure, I want as much as possible. Why fuck just one person when two sets of hands wandering my body is better. Or three cock’s stabbing at me from all directions is bliss. I always say the more, the merrier.

I have three guy friends who claim to be straighter than arrows, but occasionally, they ask me to come over and play in my closet. We’re all similar body types (Minus the boobs, obviously), and my lingerie fits them like a dream.

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You came into the clinic to discuss being tired all the time—just exhausted and hoping for a solution. I looked over your chart history and did a quick little exam. Lucky for you, I know exactly what you need. With a warm smile and a pat on the shoulder, I tell you that you’ve reached that age where, for some men, testosterone drops, and that alone can affect your mood, energy levels, and so much more.

It’s no big deal, really! We can fix you up with a little hormone therapy. You’ll need to swing into the clinic once a week for a little shot, and soon, you’ll feel so, so much better.

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Babies Love Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

“Yes Mommy, I know you need to do this to me. But I don’t think my last Mommy did this to me!” I laughed as the words fell out of my silly baby’s mouth. Occasionally I forget why my babies are that; babies. No critical thought, just need a mother’s touch to push them along. And push them along, I do. Sometimes training a baby to listen to their mother without fear can be hard, but it is essential. Aside from diaper changes, sometimes Mommies need their babies to do something more. I had my baby draped over my knee, plug easing into his bottom.

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Tease

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My little Pleasure Pet is such a good boy for me. He knows how much I LOVE to be a naughty little cock tease. So when we play, sometimes I make him stay dressed so that I can rub my firm little ass against his growing cock. The subtle little whimpers and coo’s he makes as I grind bring me such joy.

Better yet, it is the strained faces he makes when I slowly pull his pants down and release his swollen cock. He isn’t like other loser pets. His cock is impressive in length and girth. It makes my mouth water when I pull it out. So, of course, I order him to control himself and NOT CUM while I delight myself with his member.

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Mommy Piddles Your Pants

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

D and I had a long morning of running errands and cleaning up from the weekend. It was midafternoon by the time he finally sat on the couch with a huff. I grinned as I straddled his lap, my hands planting against his pecs. A soft moan slipped from D as I ground the crotch of my little cotton shorts against the zipper of his jeans and leaned in to press my mouth to his softly. “I haven’t seen you go potty in a while,” I murmured against his lips.

His hands shifted on my hips, and I could tell he was getting anxious. My fingers moved down his belly to the waistline of his jeans, and I pulled the material up so I could peek inside. He was wearing his cartoon training pants instead of boxers. I moaned and looked up at him. “You aren’t gonna have an accident for Mommy, are you?”

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