trans

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ve always had a thing for trans women, and when I finally met Veronika, I knew I had to have her. She was absolutely stunning, with big tits, curves in all the right places, and a cock that made my mouth water. We met at a party, and after a few drinks, I decided to make my move. “Veronika,” I purred, my hand sliding up her thigh. “I’ve been wanting to fuck a trans woman for a long time, and you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

She smiled coyly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, I’m glad I could be your first,” she said, her voice dripping with desire. “But first, let’s get out of here.” We slipped away from the party, finding a secluded spot in the park nearby. The moon was shining brightly, casting a soft glow over Veronika’s body as she stripped off her clothes. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, my pussy already wet with anticipation.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Daddy treats me like a princess, his perfect little princess. He showers me with gifts and affection, always making sure I’m happy. The other day, Daddy surprised me with a sparkly new tiara and matching sapphire necklace. “My princess deserves to have the finest jewels,” he whispered in my ear, his hot breath tickling my skin. I felt myself shiver with delight.

Of course, Daddy knows that this princess also deserves the finest designer clothes. He takes me shopping and lets me pick out anything I want, no matter the price. This week, I chose a sexy little red bikini, the kind that makes Daddy’s eyes light up with lust when I model it for him. Watching Daddy’s reaction motivates me to be the best girl I can be for him.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My professor had told me to see him after class. So I did. Long story short, his wife caught me. I was under his desk, sucking his dick. She wasn’t happy. Then she told me to be at their house at 6:30. I wasn’t going to show up. Because I was so scared. But he texted me and told me that I could not be late. So then I was scared not to go. I was in for it, I thought. She was humiliated, I’m sure. And she’s vindictive, I know.

As I approached the door, I was trembling. She opened it and invited me in. He was sitting quietly on the sofa. It was dark. And he was just looking down at the floor. I began to get even more concerned. I was getting even stronger Mommy Dearest vibes. She was dressed like her, looked like her, and even acted like her. She told me to go sit down on the sofa. So I did. Then she began to tell me how my professor hasn’t been attracted to her for many years. She said she couldn’t even remember the last time they had sex.

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Jacuzzi Jet Lag

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

After a fun day of walking the strip, my muscles screamed for relief. It’d been a while since I visited Vegas, and I forgot how long the strip really is. My poor feet were so sore. The hotel’s jacuzzi seemed like a good way to melt away some of the tension, so after dropping off all my souvenirs in the room, I tied my little pink bikini and grabbed a towel. Then, I made my way to the indoor pool, where the jacuzzi was steaming and bubbly.

I was surprised to have the place all to myself, but I didn’t think much of it as I dipped my toes in to test the temperature and slide under the water’s surface. My body relaxed back against the edge of the tub, with the jets pulsing over my lower back. Then, I let my head rest against the cool tile and closed my eyes.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

When our paths first crossed, I could sense it in him, the need to be dominated, controlled, owned. He played the part of a powerful man alright, but his eyes betrayed him. They craved to be mastered. And so I made my move, drawing him in with honeyed words and veiled promises. He came to me of his own free will, thinking he’d find salve for his haughty desires as he did with all else in his life. But I had other plans for him.

Now he kneels before me, wrists bound, back striped raw from my crop. I walk around him in wide, slow circles, inspecting my pet. He shivers and quakes but dares not move, not unless I allow it. I am his Mistress and he is but a slave, a toy to be used. I trace a finger down his cheek and he leans into my touch, mewling softly. Already he forgets his place, the brat. I seize his hair and wrench his head back, forcing him to meet my gaze.

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predilection

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Well, Rory,” I say, my voice low and sultry, “I think I have a good understanding of your little predilection now.” You nod, your eyes wide and eager. “Yes, Doctor Pantyhose. I- I’ve never felt this way before. The thought of you in a pair of my favorite pantyhose…it’s all I can think about.”

I can’t help but smile at your enthusiasm. “I’m glad to hear that, Rory. But I want to get a better idea of just how much joy these pantyhose bring you. How about we do an activity together?” Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “An…activity? What do you mean?” I stand up from my chair, making sure to sway my hips just enough to catch your eye. I reach down and slowly start to remove my skirt, revealing that I’m not wearing any panties underneath.

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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I know this might be harsh but if you’re not big and black you probably won’t be making me cum. In my opinion bigger is always better, especially when it comes to cocks. I’ve gotten really into BBC lately and now I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s all I want.

How deep into BBC are you? Or have you not experienced something big and black yet? Maybe you’ve been thinking about watching your girlfriend or wife get fucked by a BBC? How kind of you to give her that gift. There really are so many options you can explore when it comes to black cock. So let me tell you about my BBC awakening.
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The Diaper Doctors

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

This may look like any other daycare, but deep inside the colorful building is the operating room. In this cool, sterile place, Doctor Lea and Doctor Amber perform their experiments on diaper boys. Don’t be frightened; it’s all in the name of science.

Once the stinky patient is strapped down to the medical table, his legs held high in stirrups, and his arms banded over his head, the Doctors come in. Purple, latex-gloved hands high in the air with surgical masks covering most of their beautiful faces. Their eyes peer over the mask, down at the squirming patient with excitement.

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Daddy Loves To Watch

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

It’s not easy, ya know? Having a daughter who looks and acts like me. I drive my poor Daddy wild! He is so weak when it comes to me. He’ll give me anything I want and do anything I say, so long as he gets to indulge in something super naughty.

He acts like I don’t know, but it’s obvious Daddy loves to watch when I’m fucking BBC! He always stands just outside my bedroom door when I bring a guy home, and I can hear his ragged breathing between my moans.

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The Pain

Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

The pain was excruciating, each thrust a searing agony that left me gasping for air. I lay there, immobilized, as my stepdad Mark and his friend, a burly man named Vinnie, took turns violating me. I had begged them not to, pleaded for them to stop, but my words fell on deaf ears. Mark had owed Vinnie a significant sum of money, and in a moment of desperation, he had offered me up as collateral. I was so young, naive, and innocent, with no idea what was about to befall me. As Vinnie entered me, I screamed, the sound muffled by his large hand covering my mouth. Mark watched with a satisfied grin, his eyes gleaming with a perverse mix of lust and cruelty. Vinnie grunted as he pounded into me, his thick cock stretching me to the brink of tears. I was in agony, my body screaming for respite, but they showed no mercy.

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