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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

No ticket for Sylvia after bumping into Mr Smith’s truck at the mall.  I was so excited because I had just been to a favorite boutique picking up silk stockings.  As I sat in the car I took them out to look at them again, feel them again because nothing feels like real silk.  Putting the car in reverse I backed out of my parking space.  Suddenly there was a big bang and my car stopped.  Looking in the rear view mirror (which I should have done earlier) I saw a blue pickup truck.  I was so excited my pencil skirt made it difficult to move as fast as I wanted.  As I got to the truck the driver was walking around his truck to inspect the damage. He was a big boy; at least 6’2″, broad shoulders and had to have been melted in those jeans. 
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The beauty of black pussy. Until you have experienced black pussy and I mean elite black pussy you just don’t even know. I expect for you to put that tongue to work. Of course you’ve never experienced this caliber of pussy before. This is that pussy that is so wet and juicy that you will never want to pull your dick out. This pussy is life affirming and life changing. Oh, yes and it just pulls you right in. This is the kind of elite pussy that you will obsess over. You don’t want to just stop at the pussy though. Worship everything I have. This gorgeous body is your wonderland. Continue reading “The Beauty Of Black Pussy” →

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I don’t like to tell this story, but I think if I do, it may save just one little girl or boy from going through what I did. So, I’m going to be brave and tell you about how the grinch stole my virginity. Just like every Christmas eve before, my mom told me to go to bed early so that Santa could come. She would always say, “He knows when you are sleeping, and he won’t bring you any gifts if you are awake.” I didn’t understand why Santa had to be so sneaky or why he didn’t want to be seen, but I tried to go to sleep as she said.

Only I wasn’t tired. I never go to bed early, plus I was so excited about my possible presents that it was nearly painful to close my eyes and lie still, but I tried! I squeezed my pillow tight and closed my eyes, willing the night to pass quickly!

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Naked Alexus stands under the Mistletoe

Shemale Alexus 1844-332-2639 ext 349

Every year doorways are decorated with mistletoe, and people kiss as they pass under it. Some people even use this tradition as a way to break the ice and earn their very first kiss with a special someone, but why? Have you, like me, wondered why we kiss under some spring of leaves? It’s strange, to say the least. I had to look into it!

There are many fambles, as with all ancient traditions, that vary with each culture. The most beautiful one is that a Norse Goddess lost her son to an arrow made of mistletoe. After his passing, she vowed that mistletoe would kiss anyone who passed beneath it so long as it was never used to hurt anyone ever again.

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Cougar At Work

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Cougar at work is what my friends say when we go out partying.  There’s something about the age where now I feel so confident in going after what I want.  In my younger years, I tried to do all the things possible to attract boys and never understood I had everything they wanted.  It was in my Jr Varsity cheerleader uniform that I discovered it.  Wearing an extra firm sports bra didn’t help much either.  Without telling the coach; I altered the top so my tits would almost fly out when being tossed around in the cheers.  Watching the boys all get hard-ons really made my panties wet.  Don’t let the girls tell you they don’t know what they are doing because they do.  Soon I was having to make my mind up about which  I was going to be: a little angel or a tramp.   Continue reading “Cougar At Work” →

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Hit it don’t quit it and release all of this sweet honey  – This pussy is exactly what you need in your otherwise mundane life. Chances are you’ve never experienced high caliber pussy such as this. Just imagine the kind of pussy that is so wet that you just never want to pull your dick out. Your pull out game will definitely be weak with me. Think of macaroni in a pot but even wetter and better. This incredible pussy just pulls you right in. Elite pussy is worth its weight in gold. Know that you will obsess over it once you have a taste. You don’t want to just stop at the pussy though. My body is a fucking wonderland.

We both know damn well it is. Black girls have the best pussy – Once you go black you will never go back and that is the honest truth. my oh so sweet, brown sugar is extremely addictive. Once I put this pussy on you it will be game over.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Last week, I stopped by my boyfriend’s office to bring him lunch. Of course, I didn’t expect his work bullies to corner me as I was leaving. My poor boyfriend is really sweet and sometimes soft. Unfortunately, a few of the guys he works with continually pick on him, and when they saw me kissing him goodbye, they couldn’t believe such a loser could pull such a hot piece of ass.
The two of the biggest, most Alpha guys in the office sandwiched me and pulled me into a conference room, where they ended up cumming all over my tits. I cried when I told my boyfriend about what happened but was surprised to find out that hearing about the ordeal made him hard. He asked me if I liked them or their cocks, and even though I didn’t want to admit it, I really did.
I was excited when Kris asked me this morning to come by the office today and bring him lunch. I wore a tiny pleated skirt and a small white crop top that tied just under my tits. Maybe I was hoping the bullies would retake advantage, but I hoped Kris wouldn’t suspect. Continue reading “Office Lunch Time” →

Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2369 x 270

After being away visiting family over the weekend, the last thing you expected to see when you pulled into your driveway was Mommy Felicity pounding a “yard sale” sign into your grass. As you step out of the car, you realize all of the items on the display tables and blankets across the lawn are yours.

Your video games, clothing, shoes, all your awards, and trophies from college. Basically, your whole adult life is spread across the lawn with cheap price tags. “Felicity, what the fuck is this?” You yell after slamming the car door.

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Sweet hot honey to warm you on a cold, bleary day. What I offer is something that you just can’t find anywhere. You see, this pussy is so wet and so juicy that you just never want to pull out. Yes, with me your pull out game will always be weak.

The main question would be if your dick is responding. You know it is. Everyone knows black girls have the best pussy, that is a known fact. Once you go black you will never go back and that is the cold, hard truth. Sweet, brown sugar is addictive. Once I put it on you it will be game over. Smothering you with this sweet, honey dripping pussy is the ultimate domination.

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Carnie Fun

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Carnie Fun is something we all enjoy in the fall of the year in most cities. I made my trip the weekend.  The excitement of the lights, the music, and the smell of food.  Walking around taking in the exhibits you can usually see many people you know but I was surprised when I walked by the Ferris wheel ride.  There he stood, six foot two lean tee shirt and blue jean clad blast from the past.  “Miss Sylvia” he called out to me.  As I am walking over to him my mind is flashing back to all the fun we had when this stud was growing up.  Everyone remembers the first time and the first time with him was well worth remembering.  He had come over to go with my son to a rock concert at the local civic center.  My son was already gone. Continue reading “Carnie Fun” →