Category: Extreme

Taylor 1-844-332-2639 ext 427

My tiny little man, I know you like to get abused and squashed by me. Do you know what I really like to do with my little men? Me being a giant it’s hard to find something my size to shove into my pussy. Yea sure there are plenty of things I could use but why when I could use you? Having your tiny little body stuffed into me gives me such a power trip of ecstasy. It’s pleasing on my end. I like to torture tiny weak pathetic men like you, take you, and make you my play toy. Throwing you around, stretching your limbs like putty, seeing how far I can stretch your little willy. Tehe. Feeling you squirm from getting crushed with my pussy. It’s so hot and wet it will suffocate you, my cum pouring out drowning you. Make sure you drink my cum until you get sick.

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Extreme

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Extreme

Damn, you just can’t get enough, can you? A fucking pervert and honestly, I love it. You have to go through your day pretending to be a fine upstanding citizen and I just sit here knowing you will be back to me tonight. Just like clockwork, your sorry p ass comes to play. You want to play hard to get and tell me how you are so sorry and feel so bad and want to change your ways, but I know that is just an act. As you cry and beg and plead with me to believe you, I turn on some hot little one porn. You’re distracted and I laugh. You almost stop telling me how you have changed as your pants start to pooch. Good god, you fucking pervert. Why even bother with the act?

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The ritual had been promised, a prophecy yet to be fulfilled. When we met, he told me his people had been looking for me for centuries. It seemed so odd when he told me that he’d been forewarned that he would one day meet the chosen one, and it would be his responsibility to prepare her for her duties. I didn’t know what he meant or even how to understand the heaviness of the things he whispered in my ear, but he made me feel special. His people needed me to save them. Me? How about I be the answer to all they’d hoped for?

He promised me abundance and riches if only I’d be brave enough to meet my fate head-on. But then, he kissed the back of my hand and pleaded, “Frannie, will you be our willing sacrifice?”

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no taboo

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

No Taboo

Going to a catholic school taught me a ton about heresy. I wondered if I would go to hell for what I was thinking about doing. Well, fuck it you only live once, right?

I hooked up with a Tinder date with the meetup to be at my favorite place of worship. When he walked into the church, I led him directly to the confessionals. We had just gotten to the little booth and within a few minutes, he was in that tight space with me. He had my body pressed against the wood walls, and his hands were up my skirt. His fingers entered my sweet pussy and began to fuck me. It felt so good. Now, this was pretty bad behavior, but I needed more. If I was going to burn in hellfire for this well, I needed to do it right. I snatched my rosary off my wrist and handed it to him. Begging and pleading for him to shove it into my sweet asshole like anal beads.

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Nude brunette laying down peering over shoulder

Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Monday, Sept. 12 – 5 AM to 12 PM

…continued from part 2

I started to slowly stroke her hand, hoping to make her feel better.  Honestly, I had no idea if she felt the same.  Always I had known that Angie was adventurous; after all, she had told me about the many exploits that she had had outside of her marriage, but they had all been with guys.  Maybe I was barking up the wrong tree?  I wanted to be a special pill for Angie, but maybe she had no inclinations towards me whatsoever.  But somehow the strokes that her fingers were playing on my hand in response to mind did not seem wrong.  It was as if she was signaling something to me, as if there was meaning behind those strokes.  Could I be Angie’s special pill?

Or maybe I was just losing it.  Was I reading something in the spaces between the lines that wasn’t even there?

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Taylor 1-844-332-2639 ext 427

 

Your typical sweet slut

My mom was a slut so its no wonder as to why i am. I have big shoes to fill though. Mom was known as the town slut, everybody knew she was a easy laid. Spreading her legs and letting any one jump in her pussy. So now its my turn. I cant help myself when it comes to a huge cock with a nice mushroom head. The feeling that delicious ridge makes going in and out is beyond pleasure. Wanting to be used by any one just wanting a fuck toy makes my pussy wet and tingly. There’s just something about being used and i knew for the first i enjoyed being fucked by a stranger and then threw away like a disposable slut whore. My slut life had began and i never regretted one single drop of cum. Its an adrenaline rush, pussy throbbing rush.

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Age-Play

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Age-Play

When Daddy and I go on our adventures he likes me to be bad! Like really bad. Think of the worst and then put it on steroids. That is where Daddy wants me to be. See, I help Daddy find new toys. Toys that are so soft, tiny, and super tight. That is how Daddy likes them. I mean who doesn’t really? He and I take his van and as I stroke Daddy’s cock we sit and look for little soft things that make Daddy’s cock jump and get really hard.

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Katrina 844-332-2639 ext409

Bill was this mysterious and sexy vampire who had just moved to town. No one in the city knew anything about Bill except that he was the last living Bramwell and had inherited the old Bramwell place. Katrina was curious to learn more about Bill as she suspected that Bill wasn’t what or who he said he was, and she would soon know she was right. Bramwell’s place was right across from Katrina’s.

That evening Katrina was sitting on her front lawn relaxing and reading a book when she caught a glimpse of Bill from the corner of her eye.  Bill looked so sexy in his tight blue jeans and t-shirt. He looked good enough to eat with his blond hair, blue eyes, and a six-pack. Katrina could feel her body reacting to him being so close, and her mind raced with naughty thoughts of what she wished Bill would do to her. Bill walked over and introduced himself. Katrina said nice to meet you. I’m Katrina. Continue reading “Mysterious And Sexy Vampire” →

Hot Hate Sex

Posted 2 years ago by Alexus

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I was walking through the park early yesterday morning. The sun had just come up, and the chill of the night hadn’t quite faded yet. The peacefulness of the morning was soon ruined by an unexplainable feeling. You know that one that makes the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention? The feeling that tells you to get ready for fight or flight. I looked behind me, and there was no one there.

I scanned the area and didn’t see an immediate threat, but I could feel it. Worried, I kept my AirPods out of my ears and walked quicker. Then, out of nowhere, this big body bumped into my shoulder from behind, throwing me off balance and almost making me fall. “Get the fuck out of this park.” The man spat at my feet, and I looked at him in shock. “We hate your kind.” He seethed as he looked me up and down.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’m drooling at the thought of your cock between my lips. Anxiously, I wait on my knees in the bedroom. When you got home from work, you told me to ready myself for hard use. I supposed your day hadn’t gone so well. That’s okay; I’m happy to be a vessel for your frustrations. As I wait, my fingers trace up and down my bare thighs. My naked ass rests on my heels, and I try not to fidget.

It’s dark in the bedroom, quiet too as I tilt my head, trying to listen for when you’ll come for me. Time passes strangely while I’m on my knees. Has it been seconds or minutes? I’m not sure of anything except for the thirst building inside of me. My mouth feels empty and wet, hungrily waiting for your cock to fill the void.

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