Category: Extreme

Screams of Men

Posted 1 year ago by Francie

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I find that the most fun I have is hearing the screams of the men who think they can handle me. Would you like to test if you are worth my time? It always starts the same. Brave and bold. Sure, go ahead and tie me up. I don’t need a safeword. I’m a tough guy; I can take anything you can dish out. With my eyes rolling, I ask if you insist that you don’t need a safeword, like 90% of the guys think they don’t. To their credit, a few actually do not. But once you’re tied down over my bench, there’s no going back.

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Mummy Please!

Posted 1 year ago by Kayla

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It’s finally October, and this cryptid hunter is on a fucking mission! You guessed it, Kayla Cumsalot has taken up a crusade to tour the world and hunt out all the mythical monsters of lore and FUCK them!

You may be thinking, that’s a big task for such a little girl, but trust me. I can handle it! Sure, I may at times be a scaredypuss, but that isn’t going to stop me from luring out these incredible cryptids and feeding their fetishes. First on my Monster Smash list is the Mummy! I’ve packed a bag and flown to ancient Egypt to unbury a mummy and let him bury himself in me!

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Extreme Phone Sex

Well horny readers, what a pleasant surprise I have for you today. Your favorite girl is back on therapist Laylene’s couch. That’s right, Shannon has returned. Need a refresher on all the wonderful things Shannon? Click here to enjoy everything that makes Shannon my favorite patient.

Anyway, seems Shannon had one more story she’s kept bottled up all these years. A memory locked away, that some other therapist might say can stay locked away, so it can’t hurt little Shannon again. But therapist Laylene says let’s find that key and let those memories live and play. First on a call, and then here where everyone can enjoy them forever. You wouldn’t lock a beautiful painting away, would you? You’d expose it. For everyone to enjoy.

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I was getting really tired of this asshole playing innocent. We had been on this case for months. And now that we had him I wasn’t about to set him free. I yelled at him again waiting for Zoey’s cue. To start Good Cop – Bad Cop. Tonight the pussy bandit gets cuffed and stuffed.

This wanker was not going to get away with his perverted cock flashing. I had already decided to make him pay even if I didn’t go by the book. Listen Buster I said as I leaned into his face. We may not have a clear photo of you, but we definitely have plenty of your cock!. I nodded at Zoey and she got up and turned the camera off.

I threw the pictures we had of our culprit onto the table. Is this your cock I asked. You’ve been jerking off all over town. We have you at the Walmart and even flashing the barely legal girls at the pool. You always hide your face well. Using hoodies and hats. But today we won’t be looking at your face. I gave my wicked grin then she politely told him to stand up.

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Extreme Phone Sex

Well, my favorite guys, I have a Hannah update for you. Yes, she came back for therapy round two. If you missed round, one be sure to click here, here, and here to get caught up on little Hannah and her sexy adventures with her molesting cousin.

So, our second session was a little interesting. Usually, the second session leads to a lot of breakthroughs and the really fun and interesting stories. All the ‘I wonder if he really loves me, I wonder if it’s ok that my cunt got all warm and wet, I wonder if I embarrassed myself by crying as he pushed his cock deep inside me, I wonder if I hurt him the way he hurt me’ questions all go away the second time the girl on my couch tells me about a dad, or uncle, or cousin or aunt showing up to molest their no longer pure love interest. Well, love interest might be a little strong, molesting interest is more like it, but when they cooperate it’s ok to use the words they want to hear. Like love interest. Instead of sex object or molesting interest or cum dumpster or masturbation sleeve.
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Milking A Cumcow

Posted 1 year ago by Rita

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Imagine willingly submitting yourself to a severe cock milking session. Lying completely naked on your bed with a robotic cock sleeve primed and ready to devour you. I do hope you’ve considered how intense several forced orgasms will feel. We won’t stop this session until I’ve decided you’ve had enough.

We’ve both logged into the app, giving me control over the device in your hand and now it’s time to slide your cock into my waiting grip. I imagine your heart will be racing with the anticipation of how this will feel. The moment the mouth of the toy stretches over your head, your cock already throbs with the desire to release. This go round, you do not need permission to cum. The only permission to remove the toy, and I don’t intend to grant that until I’m ready.

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Me and Kayla love to share cocks. But our favorite thing to enjoy is pussy boys. I love our 2 girl calls. Especially when there is a whimp or sissy boy on the line. Something about us putting on our strap-on cocks and stretching out a tight ass excites me. We have a game we play called Pass the pussy boy.

It’s where we take turns using a cock sucker. Passing him back and forth. Until his hole gapes wide open. And he is begging for mercy. But no mercy will be given. Our only mission is to crush losers. Watching her pound an ass is such a treat. My anticipation builds while I’m waiting for my turn.

I stand there rubbing my strap while chanting take it bitch. Watching her bury her cock deeper and deeper inside him. Until I can’t wait any longer so I push my strap down his throat. Dirty boys need to be treated like sluts. So we never miss a chance to go ass to mouth. Making sure he cleans the cock to perfection. Yes, lick your ass juice off our dicks. Like a well-trained whore. Continue reading “Pass The Pussy Boy” →

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Good morning baby bedwetter. Look what you’ve done! You lost control during the night for one reason or the other, and you’ve woken us both up in a puddle. My thread count is far too high for you to be soaking them through and through, but since you have, now I’m going to make you fuck this silky smooth wet spot.

That’s right! You’ve made this bed, and now you’ll be forced to lie in it. Roll onto your tummy and fuck my sheets!

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Extreme Phone Sex

Hello horny readers. Guess who just hit the lottery. You! My favorite guys!! That’s right, we have a new, unsuspecting, vulnerable, naive little girl to introduce to all of you today. Hannah is her name, and her therapy was quite an adventure. So, sit down, relax, and get ready to get hard. If you enjoy hearing about a silly girl getting molested, you are gonna want to bookmark this page and call me call me call me. If you think reading about this is fun wait till, I whisper in your ear all the blow-by-blow details of little Hannah’s first molestation.

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Catfight with Sammy and see what she's made of. Hard slaps, red cheeks, and hot insane sex. Don't miss out.

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Catfights and Sammy do mix. Anytime one of the other girls would get jealous of me because their boyfriend wanted to fuck me, they always turned to violence. Thinking that a fight would deter me, but it did the exact opposite. The heat of the catfight grew hotter when we close in on each other’s faces turn me on so much. The heavy breaths lifting the other girl’s tits up and down. The insane eye contact, like we’re silently telling each other that we’re going to rip each other apart.

Her arm cocks back, and SLAP! A sharp hot sting lands on my face. My hand instinctively flies to my cheek and I stare daggers back at her. How dare she? Does she know how mad she’s made me? I cock my arm back and deliver a backhand on her beautiful face. We’re both staring at each other, breathing hard, and ready to attack.

 

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