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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

Caught in a compromising position, of pussy out and fingers shoved deep in said pussy. Molly makes the quick decision to just go with the flow and see where this could lead. “Pardon my mess on the desk good sir.” Molly slowly pulls her fingers from her hole. “My momma raised a good girl and I always clean behind myself. Pulling her legs off the desk, Molly moves closer to the desktop. She makes sure to keep eye contact with him while lowering her head to the desktop. Molly leans down more and licks her cum off the desktop. Watching his Adam’s apple bob causes Molly pussy to start reviving itself. Molly stands up and picks the envelope holding the cleaning crew’s Holiday bonus. She leisurely ambles her way over to him. Looking to his name tag, “Carl, this is the cleaning crew’s Holiday Bonus.” She rubs the envelope across her chest, before handing it over to Carl. “Sorry that it’s a little wet. I didn’t realize how messy I can be.” With a wink to Carl, Molly backs away and moves towards the front of the desk.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

I’m a good wife. I decided to get a Holiday Gift for My Cuck. See, as many of you know, I am from a small town where the cheerleader married the quarterback and then got married, white picket fence and all that. Only, my jock husband had a terrible secret. His tiny dick was so disappointing. There was no way he could please me. So we came to the city and made him my cuck.

With Christmas coming, I decided to get him a very special gift. I started on a Saturday morning.  First, I dressed my 6’2″ muscular executive of a hubby in his cleaning clothes. I found the French maid outfit on eBay. Hard to find one his size. But I get him all dressed, watching his cheeks turn pink. Then I bent him over and plugged up his ass. Pulling up in white panties, I gave him a little slap on the ass and told him to get to work. I love watching him do the housework in heels, a French maid’s outfit, plugged up and so eager to please. Continue reading “Holiday Gift for My Cuck” →

NO LEFT OVERS

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NO LEFT OVERS

I had the strangest call out of the blue today. It was one of my exes from forever ago. I’d NEVER forget him though.

I answered the phone and he asked if I remembered the last Christmas party we throw together. Hehe I’d NEVER forget it. We both ate so much we could barley move to walk company out. But after calling a few ride shares for the extra inebriated guest. Thinking back to that night I have to admit he’s always been irresistible to me.I’d start a puddle in my panties just looking at him. Mmm finished throwing away ALL the left over cups scattering the house Continue reading “NO LEFT OVERS” →

Christmas Cookies

Transgender Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Being in the kitchen during the holiday season is one of my favorite things. Feeding people with love brings me such joy. While my mom was the kind of person to chase everyone out of the kitchen as she cooked, I find something so incredibly sexy about sharing the kitchen with another person.

Laughing as we move around each other, it’s like a dance enhanced with warming aromas of whatever is cooking. All of the sensory things happening, from tastes to textures under my fingertips, it just gets me so hot. That’s why I’m not surprised that when Joshua asked to help me make the cookies this year, a whole batch ended up decorated in my special icing.

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Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

That’s right I did call you that. What? I wasn’t supposed to? Well, too bad because that is exactly what you are. A MERE EXISTENCE. Nothing more, nothing less.

Because That Is What You Are

And that is what you’ll always be. You see what you are is an alley way. You are a very narrow and small space that sits between two huge buildings that is dark and mostly houses garbage and worthless people. You make people scared and uncomfortable and that is why most people, people who are of worth I mean, avoid you at all costs. I mean I would because why the hell would I want to go near something that represents such bad?

You are the bottom of the barrel and you know it. You scream sadness and no soul even though you appear as if you have such life in you knowing damn well you DON’T.

And I am here to exposed that. Here to show the entire world what a complete loser and worthless POS you are.

And that is not hard to do because……I’ve already done it.

I mean just look at how you came crawling over to me like you were already owned by me and knew how to approach me. It’s because you did.

And it was all because you took that first glance. You did this to yourself sub. But, like I said before the truth would come out sooner or later. Right?

There’s no going back for you. Your mind is completely gone and your soul is absolutely no more. Your entire being now belongs to Goddess. And now it is time for your first task! Go into your room, lock yourself in there, get on the call and get to honoring Goddess, bitch!

 

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Tessa 844-332-2639 ext. 445
If you don’t already have me figured out, I have certain requirements when we fuck. First off, I don’t want it unless it’s raw. And nothing gets me more motivated to beg for a stiff, hard cock in my face. You can put it in my mouth, in my ass, or in my pussy. I don’t really care. I just need it when I need it.
I remember when we first started fucking, and I wasn’t sure if you were adequate of not. I kept staring at your package, trying not to make it obvious how obsessed I was with the size. You can imagine the relief I felt when I found out you were packing a thick, stiff, long cock in those pants of yours. I think I even smiled when I first saw it, almost letting out a huge sigh of relief. If you only knew what I would have done had you not passed my test. I would have dropped you so fast, it’s true. This is the cocky part of me, the part that I don’t show to the world. They’d think I was being petty.

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Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Every robot has a specific job to do. Mine is to wake you up with a morning block job. And, like all robots, I’m incredibly proficient. Forget the alarm clock and the insufferable struggle to rise in the morning. Instead, sleep soundly knowing Robotic Rita has your morning blow job scheduled.

Around six am, I’ll gently lift the covers at the bottom of the bed so as not to give you a chill and crawl up between your legs. Good thing you are a back sleeper. I don’t need any lights under the cover; my dark vision helps me find your waiting cock.

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Fantasy Football Slavery

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

We’re in the same fantasy football league, and as of this week, you are SO far behind. There is like zero hope for you unless you make something big happen on Sunday. Unfortunately for you, your high-scoring players are benched for injury, and the only chance is if you convince me to trade you one of my players.

I could, It wouldn’t hurt my position anyway. I’ve been lucky with my picks, and everyone on my roster has been healthy. But you know better than to expect something for nothing when it comes to Kinky Krysta. I’ll trade you the player you want if you’ll be my slave for the WHOLE week. Deal?

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Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs” →

Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Rhonda Cheating with Permission is fun. Though, saying I have permission is a bit of a misnomer.  My husband had no choice but to acquiesce. Out there in the big world, he is a powerful man who can boss his subordinates around, but not here in the house. See, he has a terrible secret. His dick is way too small to bring me any pleasure. He knows this, I have reminded him of it often. So, I cheat. And because my husband is too weak and pathetic to stand up to me, that means I have permission.

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