Category: Extreme

Junie 1844-332-2639 ext 397

This morning’s run was supposed to be one of those “main character” moments. You know, the kind where the air is crisp, your playlist hits perfectly, and you feel unstoppable. It was the first war weather we’ve had this year, so I wanted to take advantage of it. 

Instead, I humbled myself in ways I didn’t think were possible… with my morning run.

It started with a decision I knew better than to make: loading up on fiber before heading out. In theory? Health. Discipline. Wellness. In reality? A ticking time bomb.

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Resort Confusion

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

My husband, Darren, was surprised with an all-inclusive resort vacation. The only catch was his best friend, and his wife would be joining us. I wasn’t thrilled about having to entertain on my vacation, but I couldn’t say no to the idea of white sands and bottomless fruity cocktails.

When we arrived and checked into our suite, I realized the other couple’s room was right across the hall. It seemed silly, but I was too tired from traveling to argue. Darren and the other couple wanted to start the vacation right away, and they dug into the wet bar while I settled into our room. Hours later, when the bedroom door opened, and a body slipped into bed with me, obviously, I thought it would be Darren, not his best friend.

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TS Foot Job

Posted 2 weeks ago by Alexus

TS Foot Job

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

“Can I jizz on your sexy feet?” He grunted while tugging his cock. I  lifted my high-heeled foot to his thigh and grinned. My mom was rock hard watching him drool over my body. He leaned forward and skimmed a hand up my calf and back down to my heel. “Every inch of you is so sexy.” He peeled my high heel off my foot and guided my sole to his cock.

The ball of my foot pressed against his base, and I stroked my toes up while pinning his dick to his stomach. “I’ll let you cum on them, baby.” We both watched him pant when my soft, size eight foot stroked his heavy, married meat. “If you fuck my ass first.”

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Anna Caught Rita's Dumb Slut Boyfriend

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Since I started pimping out my dumb slut of a boyfriend’s holes, I’ve been making bank. I mean, a gang bang here, running a train there, it’s afforded me lots of new purses and shoes. So much so that my bestie Anna has been asking a lot of questions. Like what I’m doing, that’s getting me so lucky. She thinks Bob is spoiling me with his new “corporate job.” I kind of just let her believe what she wanted. It was humiliating to admit that my boyfriend takes more cock than a gloryhole on Saturday night in Palm Beach!

I should have known she would get nosy and come over unannounced! I had the front door unlocked since sissy slut Bob was putting on one of our famous cock-sucking-a-thons. She breezed right in and gasped when she saw Bob on his knees, dripping in so many loads of guy cum!

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Feeding My Caged Slut

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I strut around the two-foot-tall cage in the middle of my room. The farel beast inside has only enough room to turn around on its knees. I grin down at it as its hungry gaze follows me when I go around. It’s drooling, mouth just watering for a taste of my cock. “Are you hungry, you filthy pet?” It grunts and nods.

Its grubby fingers wrap around the cage bars and rattles the thing as if in an attempt to escape. “Mmm, you aren’t going anywhere till you break,” I remind the beast and get close enough for a string of precum to drip from the head of my cock, down between the bars, where it splatters on my pet’s waiting tongue. “You’ll be good this time?”

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When I Call You A Faggot

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

All I wanted was some good pipe. I had heard that you could lay it down, so I invited you over. Yous a little younger than I normally like my meat but Sandra had told me how you blew her back out, and I needed some of that! I got you a little drink before we headed up to the room, but on the way, we bumped into my boy.

Now, I know he’s pretty and most people stop to admire that dark chocolate but you was doing more than admiring. I saw when you bit into your lip like you wanted to take a hunk outta my boy. That’s why when we got into the room and I gripped your already bricked up dick, I knew you was a faggot and said so. The look of confusion and excitement in your eyes woulda confirmed it if the flex in your dick didn’t.

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

The mallet twirled from Amber’s dangling wrist, and she let out a huff of annoyance. “I thought you wanted to please us?” Her mouth twisted into a mocking pout that made me cackle. I kicked at the back of Derick’s knee, and he fell to the floor. His hands both clutched at his family jewels as his wide eyes pleaded with us to play a different game.

“I do, I do. Just, well …” He was naked and trembling with adrenaline. I pinched at the back of his neck and watched his gaze move to my face. “N-not like…that.” He swallowed hard and nodded toward the mallet Amber was swaying by her hip.

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Finger Your Boy Pussy

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639

“Oh my God!” Michael yelled. “I can’t believe you have me fingering my pussy!” I laughed at the astonishment in his voice. It was our first call, and I don’t know what he expected to happen, but when he told me he read my profile and thought it sounded sexy. I knew exactly how this would end.

Michael was face down ass up in his wife’s panties and heels with his fingers stretching out that hungry hole for me. His panties were drenched with precum, and his lips smeared with her lipstick. For someone who wanted to be a sissy girl, I’d say he was well on his way now.

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Dumb Bitch Of A Boyfriend

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Aaron was supposed to be home hours ago. He had promised to take me to a special Valentine’s Day dinner, and instead I am sitting on the couch, all dressed up and alone. I keep checking my watch and my phone. No text, no call, just radio silence from my dumb bitch of a boyfriend.

As I’m stewing, a thunderously obnoxious noise rattles my windows as a lifted truck comes barreling up the road. I can only imagine how small that dudes penis is. It’s so loud I have to press my hands to my ears till the engine shuts off. Only, It sounded like it shut off in front of my house. I stand up to look out the window, and sure enough. Fucking Aaron is jumping out of the shiny, new, expensive-looking truck.

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Isabelle (1-844-33-CANDY) #464

The Mile High Club was something I’ve only read about since I’ve wanted to experience it. As the older man with silver temples guided me toward the cramped airplane lavatory, I knew this was happening. He’d been watching me since boarding. His gaze was bold and appreciative. When he’d passed my seat, he leaned down to whisper, ” Join me in five minutes if you’re adventurous”.

Now locked in the tiny space. His mouth was on my neck, smelled like whiskey and mint as his lips pressed against mine. I could feel his hard dick through his expensive trousers, thick and insistent against my belly. “I’ve wanted to bend you over since I saw you boarding”. He growled, his fingers deftly unbuttoning my jeans. I moaned as he put his hand over my mouth, as the other one was in my panties, his experienced fingers finding my clit immediately.”Turn around,” he commanded.”Hands on the sink”.

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