Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I was staying after class for extra credit. When my professors wife came. I was under the desk sucking away at his rock hard cock. But it went limp when he saw her. Hehe. I tried to be very quiet. But she knew something was going on. So she came over and pulled his chair out. And saw me under his desk. She was so mad. But all I could do was giggle. Which infuriated her even more. He was in shock. There was no innocent explanation possible. So he didn’t even try. He zipped his pants. I could tell that he was really worried. She was horrid. I think the thing he was worried about most was his career. She was a vindictive and she could totally ruin him. This wasn’t good at all. Now she had him exactly where she wanted him. I saw the satisfied smirk emerge and take over. Her mind was going crazy. He looked petrified. She was giving me Mommy Dearest vibes. “Get out from under there Rachel” she spit through gritted teeth. Uh oh. We are both so screwed. I thought.

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Im Begging

Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

Was begging him, not in the way you might expect, but in the most honest way I could. Could see how lost he was, trapped in a world where nobody seemed to notice the struggle beneath his tough exterior. I didn’t want him to feel weak; I wanted him to feel strong again, the way he used to. But I was begging, desperate for him to see himself for what he truly was.

“Please,” I said softly, “just let go. Let me help you feel like a man again.”

He didn’t speak at first, staring into the distance, avoiding my gaze as though he couldn’t bear to look at me. But I kept begging, and my voice cracked with the weight of it. “You don’t have to hide behind this mask. You don’t have to pretend to be something you’re not. Just… let me in. Let me show you that you are enough.”

He shook his head, as if rejecting the very idea, but I couldn’t stop begging. “I know you’re in there, the man who deserves to feel proud of himself, the man who has strength to give. Please, let me help you see it. Let me

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1800-33-CANDY Ext 423

I leaned against the cool metal of the locker, my breath still ragged from the intense workout. My gaze lingered on you, Coach, as you finished packing up the equipment. The gym was empty now, the echoes of our team’s cheers and grunts long faded away. My ride was running late, as usual, and I found myself with an unexpected opportunity.
“Coach,” I purred, my voice low and sultry, “I think I need a little extra… coaching.” I watched as your eyes widened, surprise and desire flickering in their depths.
I sauntered over to you, and traced a finger down your chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath your shirt. “I’ve been watching you, Coach,” I murmured, my lips curling into a wicked smile. “I’ve seen the way you look at me during practice.” Continue reading “Afterhours with My Coach”

Perfect Toes

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Are you a man who loves to pamper women with perfect toes? I figured you were, so I need you to take a look at my sexy feet. Can you imagine how good they would look wrapped around your dick? With my perfect toes tickling all the way down your shaft.

I just got a pedicure and now my high arches are smooth and ready to rub all over your throbbing, hard dick the next time you call to worship my feet.

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Diapie Boys Strip Club Adventure

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Where are we going, Mommy?” Diapie asked as I sprinkled powder over his uncaged penis. He’d be locked up for two weeks, and tonight, we’d be celebrating his freedom. My nose wrinkled, and I shook my head. As if I’d ruin the surprise. Gently, I folded down his erection so I could tape his diaper up tightly. Someone was VERY excited to be able to stretch out. However, we wouldn’t want any accidents where we were going. “Please, just a hint?”

I sighed as I pulled up his jeans and then buckled them. He dipped his head between my jaw and shoulder as I zipped his pants. Diapie’s lips tickled my neck, and he pleaded again. “Okay, okay.” I giggled and stepped back to help him into his big boy button-up shirt. “It’ll be VERY exciting.” My eyebrows wiggled as he grumbled that my hint wasn’t a hint at all.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

“See me after class” my professor whispered in my ear. I knew what that meant. My pussy got instantly wet. I was so excited to see what he had in mind. After class he told me that I needed extra credit. Hehe. I love it when he tells me that. He had me bend over the desk. He pulled up my skirt to have a peek. I guess he wanted to see which panties I was wearing. Which was a white lacy thong. “Mmmmmm” was his reaction. He smiled and spanked my ass. Then he told me that we would have to save that for next time. “I only have half an hour to get these papers graded before my next class. So we are going to have to multitask. Get under the desk” he instructed me. I was so happy to. I love sucking his cock. It turns me on so much to see and feel how hard I can make him. It’s so satisfying to make him cum so hard that it shots down my throat or all over my face. Sometimes it even hits the underside of the desk. Then it comes dripping down all over me.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Listen up, because I’m only going to warn you once: don’t fall in love with me. Trust, you can’t handle all this.

I see the way you look at me in lecture, undressing me with your eyes. I know you’re thinking about all the filthy things you want to do to this 20-year-old college pussy. Newsflash – the sex is actually that good. You won’t be satisfied with any other girl after me, I guarantee it. Once you get a taste, you’ll be obsessed.

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Mommy's Panties Make You Cum

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

My son went away to college, and the house was quiet without him. I had so much less cleaning to do, and everything was always where I left it. Honestly, I missed the chaos of being a boy mom, but it was nice to relax for once. I was so excited when he came home for spring break, but I didn’t expect the new type of chaos we would encounter.

The first day he was home, I showered after the gym, and the panties I had laid out went missing. I assumed maybe I had dropped them on the way to the bathroom, or maybe I didn’t grab them like I thought I had, so I let it go and grabbed a new pair. Then, each day, the same thing happened. Even the sweaty pairs I put in my hamper went missing, too!

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Get OFF!

Get OFF!

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Get off,” You grunt as I ride your married cock deep in my tight teen pussy. My hips bare down, and I grind harder. “Belle, get off of me,” the desperation in your voice makes me so wet.

“No,” I moan, throwing my head back. I’m so close, just a little more. Your raw cock is throbbing inside of me as you try to hold back. Maybe you should have thought twice about letting me ride you without protection. “Cum inside of me. I want to feel it.”

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Mama Felicity's Game Night

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Tonight is my game night, and it’s for the ABDLs! You know how much those stinky boys and sissy girls mean to Mama, so we’re going to play, “What’s in my Diaper bag?”

Do you remember when you were little, you’d play a game that started off like, “I’m going to a picnic, and I’m bringing…” Then, the first person picks an item starting with A. The second person picks an item starting with B, and on and on and on? That’s how we’ll play, only I’ve already packed my diaper bag, and players must guess what I’ve packed for each letter of the alphabet!

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