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Milking The Cum From My Pussy

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

The warm, sweaty weight of Jacob’s body on top of me felt delicious. His lips teased my neck, and he asked, “Are you on birth control?” Funny, isn’t that something he should have asked before pumping his cum against my cervix. My head shook as my fingers traced his strong shoulders. He pulled back quickly as if shocked by my answer. The man had just assumed we were protected. His scared eyes looked down at me. “What do you mean? Really? You aren’t on anything?”

“No,” I answered meekly, shrinking away from his apparent anger. “I didn’t expect this to happen.” He cussed so loud that my whole body flinched. One minute we were basking in the afterglow of lovemaking, and the next, he was milking his cum out of my pussy.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 Gazing out my kitchen window, I can’t help but watch the neighbors as he’s telling her goodbye. He has a mug of coffee that she must have made him in one hand while he grasps her ass cheek through her silk nightie with the other hand. He gives her a very erotic kiss, biting her lip before rushing off to work. She watches him as he leaves with a devious grin full of memories from their sex filled night and fantasies about the night to come. Oh how I wish my marriage had that kind of passion. I wish we looked at each other that way and longed for each other the way they do. But instead I’m left here lonely, horny, and neglected.

Soon I find myself lying on the sofa fantasizing about my neighbor…biting my lip like that, looking at me like that. My fingers find their way into my wet panties. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!!! I jump up off the sofa so fast, startled, and heart racing. I see it’s the pool boy so I open the door to see what he needs. He seems nervous and stutters as he apologizes for bothering me. He can’t take his

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Do you have those days, too? When you leave the house looking fly as fuck, and the world seems sunny and divine. Everyone just seems enamored with you, and everything easily comes your way. Those days are the best. But then there are the opposite days!

These are the days when your hair just looks greasy, and your clothes refuse to fit like they did when you tried them on in the store. The type of days where you drop everything you pick up, and everyone seems to hate you. Those are the worst, and on those days, I just want to let my hair down and say fuck you universe.

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Daddy Joins The Book Club

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Rain splattered against the window pane from the sideways wind blowing outside, creating the perfect reading backdrop. Grey clouds filtered bits of light through the heavy rain that held on to winter’s last bits of chill. My eyes hungrily scanned the pages of our book club’s latest smutty novel. I lay snuggled in the couch with my knees rubbing against each other. April showers might be dousing the world outside in chilly wetness, but this book had a fire burning in my panties. They were soaked, just not from the rain.

I heard the door open, and my gaze flicked from the page long enough to see Daddy shrugging out of his coat and hanging it in the hall closet. We locked eyes for a split second before I looked back to the steamy pages. “Is that the next book in the series?” He asked while coming closer. I hummed an acknowledgment as I nodded but refused to look away again. It was getting so hot! “Read it to me? I haven’t been able to dig into my copy.”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, people ask me, “What’re you up to?’, every day. Most of the time, I say, “Not much”.

So, let me dedicate a blog post to what a typical day for me looks like. 

Assuming it’s a work day, this is how it usually goes. Most days, I schedule myself 10 am – 6 pm (EST). Whether or not I work additional hours is entirely up to me. Usually, I have alarms set for 9:30 am and 9:45 am. However, I am up before that. Generally, I wake up between 6 am and 8 am without an alarm. Waking up without an alarm is so much less jarring and I feel more restful. 

After I roll out of my king-size sleigh bed that I sleep in alone every night. I head to the washroom, brush my teeth, weigh myself, and get in the shower. Depending on how I think my day will go, I always shave and exfoliate my entire body. Although, I sometimes also use my anal cleaner. Honestly, once you start using an anal douche, it becomes addictive. 

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Have you ever had the pleasure of watching a woman masturbate? If not, you have to get on it! I don’t care if you grab a hooker off the street, we ladies love having someone watch. And I bet you would love watching it. Every guy loves watching, it seems. It reminds me of those old movies where the peeping toms peak in through windows. Normally the lady will just be brushing her hair but in Candy-Girl Land? We have our panties on the floor with a dildo up our ass and fingers shoved up our cunts. Who wouldn’t love to watch a show like that?

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

“Lucky me!” Molly groans. I drew the short stick and now I must wait around the office for the jingling of cleaning crew’s keys to show up so I can give them their Holiday bonus.  Molly plops in her office chair and throws her legs up on the desk.  “I hope they don’t take forever getting here. I am tired and horny and ready to go home.”  Well, more horny than tired Molly thinks to herself. The quiet of the office settles in around Molly.  Only the low hum of the computers competes with the ticking clock as noise.  Molly glances at the clock again, only five minutes have passed since she last looked at it.  Frustrated about having to wait, Molly closes her eyes and tries to meditate. As Molly frustration over having to wait lessens, another feeling starts building in her.  “I am so horny! I haven’t been fucked in weeks and my pussy is demanding that I fix that.” Molly tries to slide her pencil skirt up towards her waist but realizes that her plump ass is not allowing that to happen. Popping out of the chair and lowering the zipper to her skirt.

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If you look back, how long do you think you’ve ever fucked for? I like asking people this question because the answers are so varied. A vanilla “an hour,” or a crazed sex fiend will say something about all day. How true that is? We may never know. I think the longest I’ve gone was like 5 hours. Obviously not a constant fuck, but 5 hours of on-and-off bliss. I love being able to cum over and over again. Always makes me feel so sensitive. Let me tell you what my dream session is with someone. I bet you’re curious about what my mind has come up with!
 

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In The Stairwell

Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.

The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.

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London  1844-332-2639 ext 439

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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