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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Mr. Sterling was from out of town, his accent a low, rumbling melody that hinted at old money and even older secrets. I’d been working on the Harrington merger for months, flying back and forth, enduring endless conference calls with Mr. Sterling and his team. And, today, we’d finally sealed the deal.

“Stella,” he’d said, his eyes crinkling at the corners, “a deal this significant deserves a proper celebration. I’d be honored if you’d join me for dinner.” I hesitated for a split second, the professional in me battling the flicker of intrigue. But the thrill of closing such a massive deal, coupled with his undeniable charisma, won out. “I’d love to, Mr. Sterling.”

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Monster Hunting With Francie And Zoey

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

“Got the hundredth time,” Zoey whined as she stepped over a large tree root, careful not to trip. “Vampires aren’t real, Frannie. We aren’t going to find a monster! Can we please go back home?” I waved my hand behind me to hush her. We’d been on the trail for a little over an hour, and we’d have already made it to Dracula’s lair if my damn cell service hadn’t gone out.

We were searching blind now that the sun had set, but we were close. I could feel it. Just ahead, framed by large weeping willows, was the maw of a cave. The one I’d been researching. The one where Dracula had set up his home for the last bit of the current century. “There!” I hissed and felt Zoey crash into my back as I stopped abruptly. She let out a squeak when we collided, and the sound caused a cloud of bats to erupt from the mouth of the cave! Their wings caused a rush of warm air so strong it knocked us to the ground. While Zoey flung her arms up to protect her hair, I looked up. Amazed by Dracula’s creatures’ wings and little fangs as they darted off into the night, leaving their Master unprotected.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Our potent little jar of moon-kissed herbs and dewdrop essence sat between us on the worn oak table. The “magic salve,” as we called it, was a concoction born of generations of hedgewitch wisdom, designed not just to heal the skin, but to awaken the spirit. Beside it, our broomsticks lay ready. Not the bristly kind for sweeping the hearth, mind you, but slender, polished hazel branches, each one unique, chosen and carefully prepared for this very purpose.

With a shared, knowing smile, Kayla and I began the ritual. Dipping the tips of our broomsticks into the shimmering, emerald green salve, we coated them generously. The scent was earthy patchouli, sweet jasmine, and something wilder, like fresh rain on ancient moss. Then, with a slow, deliberate grace, we inserted our broomsticks into our dripping wet pussies, pulling and pushing them in and out of our fuck holes as we moaned with pleasure, ensuring all of the salve

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏ ☏ ☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Big Sister Zoey had returned home from school. Tami was excited to see her; she could hardly wait. She bounced up and down as soon as she heard the bus squeak his faulty breaks down the road. ‘’Zoey! Zoey! Big Sister Zoey!’’ Tami cried. As soon as Zoey burst through the door Tami was jumping and bopping up and down.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

So, you wanna enjoy some fun and sexy activities together on our call? I’m down for whatever naughty games you got in mind, as long as I get to hear you squirm and cum!

Let’s start with some hot JOI, okay? I’ll give you these super sexy instructions while I edge myself too! You’re gonna love it, I promise!

First, take off all your clothes. Yes, all of them. Now, get comfortable, maybe sit back on the bed or on your couch. Make sure you’re relaxed and ready for some serious edge play!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

For the past year, I’ve gotten serious about hitting the gym.  I’ve always been a runner, but I heard all about the benefits of strength training.  So, I got myself a trainer and decided to give it an honest try.  The gym bros are always checking me out.  I won’t lie, I’ve spent a good deal of time between sets checking them and their massive muscles out as well.  Based off the size of their muscles, I assumed their cocks would be equally big too.  But man was I disappointed when I got one alone in the locker room and discovered his tiny cock.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

He was already there, kneeling in the center of the dark space. His back was too straight, his assigned sissy maid uniform too soft, too pink. This submissive, this sissy bitch, was waiting for me. I liked that I could feel his fear, even from across the floor. It was a good scent.

My heels clicked sharp and slow on the cement tiles. I walked a full circle around him, never touching, just watching the subtle way his whole body tensed and trembled. He kept his eyes locked on the floor, afraid to look at his mistress. Bon. Good manners are everything.

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Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330

I ain’t leavin’ out no details, darlin’. Here’s my tale of how I became sweet and submissive. My name’s Jackie, and I’m a curvy, southern belle though and through. Got me a little extra in the hips and tush, but my man, he just loves it.

It started a few years back when I first met Master James. He was a tall, dark, and handsome gentleman, with a commanding presence that just drew me to him like a fly to honey. I knew right off he was the one for me, and I was determined to make him proud.

From day one, I played my part to the letter. “Yes, Master”, “No, Master”, obeyin’ his every whim and command. He loved takin’ control, and I loved givin’ it to him. We’d get together on weekends, and he’d tie me up in all sorts of ways, blindfold me and whip me till I was cryin’. It hurt like hell, but that’s what made it so good.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I woke up to the feel of his warm breath on my neck, a gentle nuzzle from G as he stirred beside me.  I turned to face him, my hand drifting down to wrap around the hefty length already rigid and eager beneath the sheets. Oooh! I get to start today with my very favorite: morning blowjobs!

“Ahh, Di,” he groaned, eyes darkening with lust as I began to stroke him slow and steady. “You always know just what I need.”

I smiled, my fingers dancing along the ridges and veins pulsing beneath my touch. G’s cock was a work of art, thick and long with a velvety texture that drove me wild. Last night’s tequila haze still lingered in the back of my mind, but as I took him into my mouth, all rational thought dissipated.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

We’d been flirting for weeks. I pulled open the door, a smile already playing on my lips. Evan stood there, shorter than me by a few inches, his dark hair a little rumpled, eyes crinkling at the corners. He was cute, undeniably, with an effortless charm that hid a surprising intensity. I always had a soft spot for guys I could look down on, literally. There was a confidence in him that transcended stature, and it was utterly captivating.

“Hey,” he said, his voice a low rumble that always sent a shiver down my spine. “Hey yourself,” I replied, stepping back to let him in. We didn’t bother with small talk. His gaze locked onto mine, a silent conversation passing between us that rendered words obsolete. His hands found my waist, warm and firm, pulling me closer until my body was flush against his. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his mouth descended, hungry and urgent. It was everything I’d imagined, and more.

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