Category: adult

Watch a Real Man Fuck Me

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Imagine being invited over to my place, thinking I was going to give your pathetic penis a second chance. The one and only time we had sex, if you can even call it that, you came almost instantly. I think you creamed on my slit before you ever penetrated me, and I was so disappointed. You were embarrassed but promised to do better if I let you come back over.

It’s funny to me that you think I’d actually go through that again. No, this time, you are going to sit at the end of my bed, with your pathetic dick in your hand, and watch how a real man ensures that I cum first.

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Silly Baby Forgot His Diaper Bag

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I padded into the kitchen, the morning sun rays barely stretching over the horizon to twinkle golden hughs over the countertops. One hand reached for the coffee pot while the other rubbed at my sleepy eyes, and a yawn tugged my mouth. It was a little early for me, but the house was quiet since Keviboy had already left for work. With the heel of my hand kneading over my eyes, my reach for the coffee was blind. My hand bumped into something soft but firm. I looked at the counter, confused by what was in the way of the coffee pot, and realized it was Kevi’s Diaper bag!

He likes to pretend that he doesn’t need his Huggies during the day, but Mommy knows better. Silly babies should always be padded. I poured my coffee in a to-go mug and jumped in the car, still in my bathrobe, to bring Kevi his Diaper bag.

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Seasonal Depression

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

It’s that time of year again. The days are shorter, and it always seems dark and gloomy. The cold isn’t just seeping in; it has taken a bone-chilling grip on us, making seasonal depression show its ugly face. The holidays are coming quickly, but you lack the overall cheer you’re supposed to be feeling.

Instead, you feel cold and lonely. Depressed with no reason in sight. Because of the lack of sunshine, now that it’s forever dark. Don’t worry, though; I have a cure for what ails you.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Humiliating boys is my job; I think I’m pretty good at it. I always find out what embarrasses them the most, and then I pick at it that nerve over and over until it’s raw. The exposed trigger is much easier to pluck for the desired results. It’s fun for me and obviously pleasing for the losers and diaper dummies, but what I didn’t expect was for some Diaper Daddy to turn it around on me and cause me to be the one who was humiliated!

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What to do?

Posted 5 months ago by Writer

Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456

What to do what to do? I found all these great slutty Halloween costumes on sale after everyone got out of the holiday spirit real fast and in a hurry. I bought all these sexy naughty outfits. Don’t let your dick get too hard now. I wont be the one in these outfits. These are all for my cucky boy toy. I like to have fun in my house and having him dressed in nothing but a backless maids outfit with his cock cage showing gets pretty old after a while. Sometimes I want to see Jane from Tarzan walking around in her fur bra and panties.

Or maybe a prisoner stuck on cell block big D with the inmate number of 069. Haha that one is one of my new favorites. Making him dress up for me and do things is not all I plan on doing. I’ve been really thinking about exposing him to as many people as possible. Fixing him with a cuck cam. And making videos of his day to day life as a cuck. Along with recording all his cuck acts on camera.

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I Get So Wet

Posted 5 months ago by Roxy

Roxy 1-844-332-2639 Ext 414

I get so wet while I’m working. Rubbing my pussy all over the pole. Feeling all the hard cocks as I give them lap dances. All of the wealthy men lusting over me. It all turns me on so much. Sometimes I have to go into my dressing room and play with myself. I have crushes on several of the gentlemen. So I fantasize about them and play with my pussy. I love to watch myself in the mirror. I try to see if I can squirt it when I cum.

Then I go back out there and dance again. You see, I can cum over and over, several times a day. I’m a hypersexual nymphomaniac. I can’t get enough. I’m insatiable. So this is the perfect job for me. I get to play with my pussy all day. By the time I get home at night, I’m so tired. I usually fall asleep playing with my pussy. Then I end up having all kinds of dreams about sex and men from the club. So I wake up so horny in the mornings. I love this job because I can cum over and over again on calls with you all.

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Why Should I Care?

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I have one question: why should I care? You call me saying you wish to entertain me, which should mean you do what I say and how I say it. When I told you I wanted to hear you ride the dildo, you thought I would only make you suck; you said that it would hurt. Yeah, and?

Why should I care if you didn’t prepare your ass for a rough fucking? Why should I care if you don’t have lubricant to make it more comfortable? I thought this was about me and what I wanted. Isn’t that what you said?

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“I’m glad you could make it,” I say, giving you a kiss on the cheek as you walk into the house. I’m wearing a sweater that barely covers my chest, a short skirt, and thigh high socks. I watch as your eyes travel up and down my body, taking in every inch of me. I smile, knowing that you’re already getting hard in your pants.

“Thanks for inviting me,” you say, your voice low and husky. I can tell that you’re trying to keep your cool, but it’s already slipping away.

“I have to help my mom in the kitchen for a bit,” I say, taking your hand and leading you towards the bedroom. “But I have a little something to hold you over until dinner.”

I push open the door to my bedroom and pull you inside, closing it behind us. I can feel your eyes on me as I walk over to my dresser and pull out a pair of handcuffs. Continue reading “Blue Balls for Dinner” →

Impregnating Trisha

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I wanted to have a baby so badly, but I couldn’t fathom wrecking my body with such a process. After much consideration, I knew just what to do to get what I wanted without gaining stretch marks or enduring all that pain. My sweet Sissy Trisha! I’d simply enhance her hormones and fuck her full of cum so that she could surrogate the baby for me.

Trisha wouldn’t even have to know my plan! It didn’t matter how long it took. Slowly, I would transform my sweet girl from the boy she didn’t want to be to the woman I knew she craved to show the world. A woman with a belly that’d grow my baby! Impregnating Trisha would take lots of planning and patience, but I knew the outcome would be worth it!

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clothes

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Take off your clothes, Amber. I want to see you naked,” you command me with a smirk on your face. I do as I’m told, stripping down to my lacy lingerie. “All of it. I want to see every inch of you.” I comply, removing my bra and panties, leaving myself completely exposed. You take a step closer to me, your eyes roaming over my body. “You’re so fucking sexy, Amber. I can’t wait to make you mine.”

You lead me over to your bed, pushing me down onto it. You rummage through your drawers, pulling out a length of rope and a blindfold. “I’m going to make you my little slut, Amber. And you’re going to love it.” You tie my hands together above my head, securing them to the bed frame. You then blindfold me, leaving me in the darkness. I can feel your breath on my skin as you lean over me. “Don’t move,” you warn me before walking away. I hear the sound of you rummaging through your drawers again, and then the sound of something being unzipped while feel a cold sensation on my inner thigh, and then the feeling of something being

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