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You Don't Know Who You Are Dealing With

Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Some clients are pushy, and others are downright dumb. Everyone knows there are things a girl can and can not do while tickling the no-taboo lines of reality and fantasy. But the bad boys ask to blur the lines and push the boundaries. That’s all well and fine until you realize that you don’t know who the fuck you are dealing with.

There is one cocksucking loser who really, really longs to be exposed…when he’s hard. He thinks that just because he came and doesn’t want to play anymore that I’ll take back all the things I’ve done and said that made him cum. Sorry, dummy, It doesn’t work that way.

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When I Think About You

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I was lying in my bed, all the lights out, nothing but the sound of the wind outside my window and the husky voice tickling my ear through the other side of my phone. My ankles rubbed together, and my heart was fluttering in my chest. “Did you think about me today?” Dale’s deep baritone slithered down my spine and seemed to settle right over my clit. As if he were licking it from miles away. I pushed my knees together and made a meek little mewling sound as an admission that I had been thinking about him. “And did you touch yourself when you thought of me, Ronnie?”

Ugh, that invisible lick of his voice on my clit swirled until the fluttering in my chest could be felt right there in that swollen bundle of nerves. “I always touch myself when I think about you.”

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Forced To Squirt

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Bad bitch, Belle,” One sneered in my ear as his friend knotted my writs to the bedframe. The dorm room was small, with only enough space for two twin beds and a small desk. They’d left the lights off when they dragged me from the parking lot up here to their room. “You don’t seem so bad now.” He ripped at my shirt as I struggled and then had his mouth on my breast.

“I’ll ruin you for this!” I seethed through my teeth, and together they laughed. My ankles were already bound, and with my last wrist secured, they stood back to look at their prize.

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Didn't Feel It Cummin'

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

This house always be bustlin’ with boys- my husband’s friends, the boys from ’round the neighborhood. Our house is jumpin’, and everyone says it’s the spot to be. Which can be great but I never get any peace and quiet.

Because of them always causes a ruckus at all hours of the day and night, I’ve trained myself to be a real hard sleeper! So hard, in fact, that I didn’t even feel it when it young little punk decided to jerk off on my sleeping face!

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

I had a nice little bitch with me last week. He was the dirtiest whore of a man I had ever met. If I could even call him a man! No real guy likes being pounded by a lady with a strap-on that much. But there he was, at my feet. His little eyes looking up at me as I told him what a cockwhore he was for wanting me to do this to him – and enjoying it! I spat on that stupid face of his, and made him listen to what I had to say. Maybe he should discover how much he wants to be a cum guzzler for me.

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Threesome

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Sometimes just one dick isn’t enough.  This dirty whore loves to take on two, and occasionally more, cocks at once.  I convince you and your friend to come back to my place for a wild evening.  You’re both eager and willing to take me up on my offer.  We return to my apartment and enjoy a few drinks together.  The drinks loosen up our minds, bodies, tongues, and inhibitions.  Though, arguably, the inhibitions were low to begin with since there were no protests when I brought up the idea.  We’re ready for a nasty hard fucking threesome tonight. Our lips, hands, tongues, and genitals all over one another’s bodies.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Daddy finds us so addicting.  He tries hard to stay away.  But he always comes crawling back.  Daddy is addicted to Zoey and Kayla’s tight little pussies.  I mean, it’s not just our pussies he can’t stop thinking about day and night.  He regularly remembers the feel of our mouths and tight tiny assholes.

When we get together, it’s impossible for Daddy to say no to us.  We’re sweet and adorable.  However, we also have devious and tenacious sides to our personalities.  When we want something, there’s very little that can stop us from achieving our goal.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

There you sit, yet again, sad and depressed. I know you’re sad and depressed because you’ve come in every night this week to pour your heartbreaking stories all over the bartender. I suppose no one else would listen to your loathsome rambling without being paid to do so.

It seems you’ve got nothing to live for, or at least it seems you believe that by the way you talk to strangers, so tonight, I’m going to make you mine. Just like always, after a few too many, you stumble off your stool and make your way out the door and into the darkness.

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slut

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Tami was being especially naughty and bratty on Easter Sunday. Mommy told Tami, to behave and that she had a surprise for her. A special Easter egg hunt that would even make the sluttiest sissy blush. Mommy brought Tami to the nursery, carried her and dressed her in her special Easter outfit: a special dress that was different easter egg colors, and beautiful frilly trim.

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I got a call from Neil around lunchtime on Friday. He was whispering into the phone, and it was really difficult to understand what he was saying until finally he hissed, ” I had an accident. Can you bring me a pair of underwear? Please, Val!” I sighed heavily. The last thing I wanted to do on my Friday was go down to the school to give that naughty boy a pair of his briefs.

I’d been telling his Mother he needed to be in diapers 24/7 due to his reoccurring accidents. However, she said it was just a phase, and he would grow out of it. I wondered if he’d grow out of it a lot quicker if, instead of bringing him briefs, I brought him a pair of his babysitter’s panties.

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