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You fantasize often about watching me get fucked by another man. Soon all of us are pretty relaxed. And Keith’s wife lets us know that they have swapped a couple of times but that the mood and the couple have to be just right. I am excited to hear this, knowing that they had played around with other couples. But I soon wondered what would happen next. Then Claire comes over to you and pulls you in for a deep French kiss. Next, she asks me if I mind if she sucks my cock. I smile and give her the ok to proceed. Not much time goes by before Keith reaches for my perky D cups. I then pull at his erect cock. Mmmmm his hard cock feels amazing in my hands. Keith is very strong,  he picks me up to place my hips on the outside of the spa.

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Do you love hot cougar phone sex as much as I do? I hope so baby because when you call me, you’re going to have the best phone fuck of your life. I know that some of you have been calling me for a while, and I will never get tired of fucking you. But maybe there’s some fresh cock out there looking to try someone new. Wanting to see who else can take his fantasies to the next level.

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Breaking the dress code is so much fun.  I love to see what I can get away with.  Besides, those skirts are far too long for a sexy flirty girl like me.  I love to see how far I can roll up my skirt before anyone notices.  It’s so freeing to tie my blouse just under my tits to show off my flat sexy stomach.  I crave the way the boys turn their heads to catch a glimpse of my skin.  Today, the one who notices just happened to be my older brother.  He decided that he was going to use this knowledge to his benefit.  Why shouldn’t he?

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Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY EXT. 420

If you’ve taken the time to get to know me these last couple of days, then you know just what I’ve been up to and exactly how naughty I’ve been. It’s been the highlight of my week draining the balls of essentially every man that I come into contact with. One quick smile and a glimpse of my body then they’re hooked – that’s really all it takes, and I’ve been eating it up like candy. I sooo get off on the attention and I’m not ashamed to admit it. Hell, even as I’m sitting here typing this out, I can’t help but fantasize about the next time I get to cum and who’s going to make it happen. Maybe it’ll be you?

The other thing that has been getting me hot lately is how fucking horny all these men are! They seem so desperate for any form of release…and there’s no shortage of them in today’s world.

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On your knees, slut. You know how this works. Hands and knees, mouth open in front of the big, black glory hole. Your cock is probably trying to get hard in it’s little cage, isn’t it? Today isn’t about your cock, sissy girl. It’s about this cock coming through that void in the wall, straight towards your mouth.

You stare at it, so hard and clean and girthy. You gag a little as you

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There’s a trail I run, every morning before I’ve eaten breakfast, through the park near my house. It’s always quiet, and the same faces greet me every day. An older Asian lady, who does her stretches as the sun rises, and a teenage boy who walks his small pet while scrolling on his phone. The birds chirp their morning songs as we all go about our business. Day in, day out.

One morning, an older man appeared. He sits on the bench where the trail bends near the wood line, reading a newspaper and sipping on a fast food cup of coffee. Each time I pass him, my hand lifts in a kind wave, and he always nods his head with a smile. I can’t even recall when he started showing up, but now he is there every day, just like the rest of us.

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New girl is my new toy.

She was blindfolded, her hands zip-tied together. She hung from the ceiling, arms above her head and a spreader bar between her legs. Candice was naked and spread wide open for me. I walked around her slowly in a circle, taking her all in.

Would I tease her, first?

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Superior in every way, that’s right – Asian pussy is always superior and excellent. Well, what are you even waiting for?  This is something you have fantasized about but never actually experienced. Can you even envision how big your  “average” cock might look sliding in and out of this tiny, Asian pussy? Continue reading “Superior In Every Way” →

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I posed, alone on stage in the darkness, waiting for the music to build. My heartbeat was pounding in my chest as the steps of my routine played over and over in my head. I’d practiced a thousand times, but this would be my first performance. I could hear the gravelly tones of men talking in hushed voices until the spotlight flicked over my body, making me the only thing visible in the room. Then, a hush fell over the crowd as the bright light above highlighted my luscious curves. The music swelled, and my hips swayed to the beat. Rythmaiclly. Hypnotically.

I faced the crowd expecting… I don’t know what. Horny men jerking off? Piles of cash being flung at my feet? I’m not sure what I expected, but darkness wasn’t it. My head bowed, chin tucked to my shoulder as I reached behind me to pull the strings of my top. The bodice floated to the floor, and cheers reached my ears. I wasn’t alone at all.

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Mistress? yes pet.

Sitting at the noisy bar with several of her girlfriends, Laylene’s eyes wandered from the conservation to a table of attractive guys. She could not take her eyes off one as she bit her lip and smiled to herself, mmm he will be perfect. Tom was a well-to-do executive who hung with his college friends at their favorite bar, but he tended to be a bit of an outsider to them. Laylene picked up on this, his demeanor was a bit more gentle. He had a certain sway to the way he moved his ass, almost swishing about. A gentle almost limp-wristed way he picked up his drinks, and his mozzarella sticks with almost dainty bites. As Tom glanced around the bar he noticed Laylene and her eyes were making such contact with his from the bar. Almost trance like as he wandered over to where she was sitting.

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