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Kayla 844-33-CANDY EXT 357

My snow pants were wet from where I’d been sitting in the snowbank, watching Jake try to figure out how to balance on his snowboard. I curled my gloved fingers in front of my mouth. Trying to blow hot air on them to try to warm them up. We’d been out here for hours trying to enjoy the fresh powder, and we hadn’t even gotten off the baby slopes.

Looking over towards the bigger trails, I longed to be over there. I wanted to glide down the mountain while leaning my weight back and forth. Such a freeing feeling but no. Here I sat in the mother fucking snow, watching Jake fall to his knees over and over. “Wanna give it a rest?” I ask hopefully. We came up here for a romantic weekend in the mountains at a luxurious ski resort but should have just stayed in bed. He shook his head and muffled something about almost having it. Sure, he did. A tall, lean snowboarder with colored goggles sped down the piste and skirted the snowflakes to stop right in front of me.

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Wrapping Up a Sissy

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Do you remember that scene in the live-action Grinch movie where Martha May and Cindylou Whos’ Moms are trying to outdo each other’s Christmas light decorating? Well, I kind of feel that way when it comes to outdoing my Girlfriend Sara’s Holiday party. Not long after receiving the invitation to my Christmas Orgy, this bitch planned one for the night before!

As if she was trying to drain all the balls and deck all the halls before I could have my go. We’ve always been super competitive but this year, I wasn’t going down. Before her party, I placed all our sissies in chastity cages and told them if they didn’t show up to my party, I’d be wrapping up their keys and giving them out as Christmas gifts to the less fortunate.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

It’s the time of the year when companies throw holiday parties as if getting plastered and sharing cheap gifts with coworkers is something their employees actually want to do. I know my boyfriend sure doesn’t. He isn’t really a people person, more of a homebody, but he hasn’t worked for the company very long and was expected to show up. His Boss had said it would mean a lot to his team.

When he told me about the party, I was excited! We’re opposites in that way, you know? It’s probably one of the reasons why we work out so well together. I took his credit card and spent the day shopping for a party dress, getting my nails done, and even went for a massage. I took the time to pamper myself. If I was going to have to put up with him whining all night that he didn’t want to be there, I at least wanted to look and feel good doing it.

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Threesome Gone Wrong

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My friend Mark has made it super clear he wants to fuck me, but I’ve been holding out. He’s a really good friend, and while yeah, fuckbuddies are great, if the sex is bad, then things get weird. Or worse, if the friend catches feelings, it can ruin everything.

After Friendsgiving, when everyone left except for my fuckbuddy Ryan, he asked me why I wouldn’t give poor Mark any pussy and was teasing me about being a cocktease. I tried to defend myself, but after so many drinks, I wasn’t even convincing myself. So I called Mark. “You still wanna fuck me?” I blurted when he picked up. He laughed, but I continued. “Look, Ry and I are here at my place, and I think we should have a threesome, so get over here before I change my mind.” As soon as I hung up, I threw my phone and bursted into a fit of giggles. “Do you think he’ll cum? I asked Ry, who smirked and replied, “So many times.”

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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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Pussy Wet Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I bet you know why my pussy is dripping wet right now.  Look right over there loser.  Do you see him standing over there?  I’ve been watching him all night long.  The best part, he’s watching me too.  I lean in and whisper in your ear.  He’s everything you’re not.  Look at all those rippling muscles and how tall he stands.  He’d tower over you by inches and inches.  You’re small and pathetic and we both know and agree on that subject.  But look right there at the front of his jeans.  We both can see his huge bulge from here, can’t we?  That made your pathetic little cuckold cock twitch, didn’t it?

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Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

I watch as your eyes widen in surprise, your mouth hanging open in shock. You can’t believe what you’re seeing – your wife, Amber, bent over the kitchen counter, skirt hiked up around her waist, as a massive BBC plunges into her from behind. “Yes!” she cries out, throwing her head back in ecstasy. “Fuck me harder, baby!” You stare, frozen in place, as the sound of their bodies slapping together, the sight of that huge dick disappearing inside your wife’s wet pussy – is almost too much to take in.

But as you stand there, watching, something strange happens. You feel a stirring in your own pants, your cock growing hard as you watch Amber get fucked by this stranger. You can’t believe it, but you’re getting turned on by this whole scene. “What’s wrong with me?” you mutter to yourself, but you can’t deny the evidence. Your dick is rock hard, straining against your pants, begging to be released. Amber must notice the bulge in your pants, because she turns to look at you, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Like what you see, baby?” she asks, her voice dripping with lust. “You want a taste

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The man sitting beside me with my feet in his lap isn’t my boyfriend. He’s a friend of a friend, nothing more than a tool to arouse the man who matters most to me. Every nudge of my toes against his swelling cock brings me one step closer to fulfilling my boyfriend’s fantasy.

I smile when his fingers curl around my delicate ankle and his thumb swipes down my sole. He’s pulling the ball of my foot against the shaft of his cock, and I know he wants more. My fingers swipe along the keyboard of my cell, “Tell me you want me to fuck him.”

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Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

My high heels swung from my right hand as I padded my bare feet down the hotel hallway. Last night’s dress was a tad bit more rumpled from spending the night on a stranger’s floor, and my hair probably looked how the rest of me felt—wrecked. I smiled at the maid, who was gawking at me as I passed. She’s the one who brings breakfast to my boyfriend and me’s room each morning, so she must know I missed it this morning.

My boyfriend is on a work trip out of town, and I love tagging along. It’s a chance to have a new adventure in a new city. Another opportunity to have a new cock, while he is busy making me money. What’s not to like?

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

We all know those boys who love to be humiliated. I have one special little boy who loves it. He practically begs for me. He is my special little special project.  It’s cruel to be kind as I spout out those words to him as he wears those pink panties.

Almost every day, he comes in begging me to humiliate him, such a pathetic lost soul. He comes back to life with each humiliating word. You can hear it in his voice over the phone with each humiliating word he takes a deep sigh of relief letting me know.

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