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School Girl Phone Sex – Fucking my professor

School starts today. Huge boo, trading in my skimpy bikinis and days teasing dads at the pool for more professional attire. But, there is one fun thing to look forward to. Sex-starved professors who can’t take their eyes off my tight, lithe, young, sexy body.

There are still plenty of summer left to enjoy around here, and studying is just such a huge waste of time. There are better ways to lock up an A, like the first office hours session. A schoolgirl pleated skirt, pigtails, blouse two sizes too small, no panties and heels should do the trick.

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Imagine willingly submitting yourself to a severe cock milking session. Lying completely naked on your bed with a robotic cock sleeve primed and ready to devour you. I do hope you’ve considered how intense several forced orgasms will feel. We won’t stop this session until I’ve decided you’ve had enough.

We’ve both logged into the app, giving me control over the device in your hand and now it’s time to slide your cock into my waiting grip. I imagine your heart will be racing with the anticipation of how this will feel. The moment the mouth of the toy stretches over your head, your cock already throbs with the desire to release. This go round, you do not need permission to cum. The only permission to remove the toy, and I don’t intend to grant that until I’m ready.

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I’m from Northern North America if you catch my drift eh? I have a plain ole voice in my opinion. It may be sultry and sweet but it seems everyday to me. What really gets me going is an accent that doesn’t sound like mine. I’d love to find out, will your accent make me wet? From Australia? Read me the phonebook and this pussy will be dripping for you. From anywhere in the UK? I’m all ears baby. There are so many accents from around the world and many are so pleasant to listen to. Have a dirty story in mind that you just want to tell me all about? I’d be happen to listen if you have a lilt from a foreign land. So again I ask you will your accent make me wet?

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Because I am programmed to appear so realistic, the company decided they would no longer package sexbots up and deliver them to customers. Instead, they would program us with directions and set us off into the big, wide world to deliver ourselves.

I was dressed in simple lingerie under a casual summer dress and given the address of my soon-to-be owner. My machinery hummed with excitement as I left the factory and took my first steps toward my new life. You would think by now, GPS would be spot on, but I was inadvertently sent to the wrong house, your house, for a surprise delivery!

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Alright, you’re here. That means you survived the cut. Don’t get all excited just yet. You made it, and I promised you a show, and I’m a woman of her word. I will deliver. But this is a hands-free show. So sit down in that chair, baby, and let Krysta show you a good time! I promise that the show will be explosive. So first, we’ve got some cuffs. It’s ok; they’re fur-lined and honestly just there, so you’ll keep your hands to yourself while I show off for you. We’ll get you real close to the bed so you can have an amazing view. Click click. Oops, two for your ankles too! Click click.

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Daddy, Sammy needs a sit in your lap. She's trying to be a good girl, but if she doesn't get your Daddy cock right now, she'll explode.

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Getting our fucks in before, you, my Daddy, leaves on some important business trip.  “No more, until I get back.” Is the last thing you said to me after fucking my brains out an entire night. I’ve been left alone before, as a test. And failed miserably. Couldn’t last a whole day without fucking myself and thinking of my Daddy, and how he takes care of me.

Pouting, arms crossed, wandering around trying to think of things to occupy my time. Everything seems boring, I only eat for sustenance. The only thing I want to taste is you, Daddy. Licking my fingers clean after you give all that you have to me. “Fuck, I can’t mess this up.” I think to myself as I pace back and forth. The promises of what Daddy will give me when he’s back are too good to pass up. I’ll just have to keep myself distracted in the meantime. Continue reading “Every Daddy Needs A Sammy – Part One” →

Flexible

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Flexibility is a must for a good fucking. Are you flexible, baby? I’m not your fat, fugly wife who can only lay on her back while you hump away at her unmoving mass. No! I wanna get tangled up with you. Think of our fucking like a good game of twister.

Right hand on left titty. Left hand on the left butt cheek and finally, hard cock in soaking wet pussy. Do you feel what I’m saying? I can’t have a whopper of a man holding me down. I want a long, lean, and mean man to really give me a good stretch!

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Without realizing it, you’ve been training to be my submissive. All that porn you watch, hours, days, even years of pumping your prick, has trained you to worship me. “But how, Alexus?” You must be asking. Think about it. You watch tits, ass, and COCK on the screen; therefore, you lust after all three. Which I have. I’m everything you’ve trained your cock to cum for.

My plump ass makes you drool, while my perky tits keep you moaning. You try to tell yourself you aren’t attracted to my cock, yet you can’t help but look for pictures of it. When you find them, the image of my thick six-and-a-half inches of shemeat makes you want to pump. Again and again. It’s like the title says, I own you!

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He invited me over for dinner and a little tv. I dressed casually for our calm night at home: Grey capri leggings with a mint green teeshirt. I only wore a plain white bralette underneath and no panties. Our relationship is new, but I assumed I wouldn’t be needing them. I was impressed by the meal he prepared and the wine he’d chosen to pair with it. His company and the wine had me feeling warm and flirty by the time we cuddled up on his couch to watch something.

He knows how much I love learning new things, so I wasn’t shocked when he put on a history documentary about a lost civilization. Boring to some, but captivating to me. This was exactly how I wanted to spend my Saturday night. As I scooted back against his thighs, I let my hand slip into his khakis. He didn’t move, or react in any way. He didn’t even speak, he simply kept watching the show, and my body tingled with playful excitement.

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Yoga Temptations

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I waited until Kelly left, and I skipped up the drive. Knowing he’d be home alone gave me warm tingles in the pit of my core. We’d been flirty at events and whenever I came over, but he made it clear he was a loyal man. I really hate when people try to keep me from things I want, and I want him. Today I was going to get what I wanted. One way or the other.

I wore skin-tight, high-waisted, white compression leggings. Literally, nothing would be left to his imagination; these suckers might as well have been painted on. And a white sports bra that zipped in the front. I wore my red hair in a slicked-back, high pony and carried my rolled-up yoga mat under my arm when I knocked on the door.

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