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

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

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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Hello horny readers. Sometimes a door closes. Your favorite co-star in my blogs, Shannon, has retired. Maybe she has a retirement gift for us in the future, but fear not my dear readers. What’s the saying? Every time a door closes a young and helpless girl’s legs open – sometimes by the choice of someone who should know better! And when little girl legs open some things fill faster than others, but eventually therapist Laylene’s couch fills, too.
So, a big Laylene welcome to Maggie!! I absolutely loved her, I’m sure you guys will too. Remember, some details are too hot to blog, but call me up and I’ll let you know every last little bit – especially the stuff that young Maggie hasn’t really “processed” yet.
How does one process your first date, your first kiss, your first blowjob, and your first fuck all coming on the same night? Different ways, I guess. If it’s with a nice boy who loves, you then you probably process it with a grin and some bragging to your girls.

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You step off the private elevator into the penthouse apartment, feeling completely out of place and unsure of yourself. How you managed to get invited to an after-party at a place like this is blowing your mind. With tall ceilings and wide open spaces, the entryway is bigger than your entire apartment.

The music bounces off the walls, and a low murmur of a crowd beckons you around the corner. Stepping into the low well-lit room, you see a floor-to-ceiling glass of the high rise looking out over the city. Well-dressed people in clusters pack the place, drinks in hand, chatting about god knows what as waiters weave between them with trays of food.

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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

Summer Lovin’ is all about having fun and indulging. If you want to be my Daddy then you are guaranteed to finally have the best pussy of your life. In fact, I will make you blow your load like you haven’t in years. There are just a few very important requirements. All you have to do is spend some time and money. With me you always get the best return on your investment. This is so much better than squandering your cash on that stupid cow at home.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I’ve decided I want a man to treat me like he treats his dick. Maybe that sounds funny but think about it. I want him to be thinking of me and touching me constantly. If he treated me like I was his dick, then he would let me make all of his decisions for him. I’d be entirely in charge, and he’d just follow me blindly because of what I desired.

I’d be the most essential thing in his life if he treated me like he does his dick.

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May Mukbang


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May Mukbang – I always enjoy a good Mukbang but I don’t want to eat loads of regular food. I’m craving penis shaped food or actual cockmeat! There is something so hot about really enjoying food in a sexual way.

I’m sure that you can already imagine how I would devour your cock. Enjoying every inch of it is what I have planned. You do have an active imagination. I just wonder how long you will last? Probably not long before I get my creamy treat. Your cum load.

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•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•

His fingers graze the inside of my thigh, and he runs his fingertips in a circle all over them. He’s so sensual but yet so forward. I wish I was in a skirt so I could really feel him on my skin. My body is already tingling and hot all over knowing that we’re going to be so intimate so soon. My eyes don’t leave his hand. I’m staring at it, waiting for him to creep into my pants. In an instant his hands were in my pants and on top of my panties. His fingers playing with the wetness that has seeped through. Continue reading “Subway Succubus part 3”

Buddy-Bate

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I’m horny more often than not. There is always a tingle in my balls, like I could just masturbate all day. One of my favorite ways to drain my balls is when one of my guy friends come over, and we buddy-bate. Kind of our version of Netflicks and Chill. We order a ton of takeout and slump on the couch with our dicks out.

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Tie me up and rop me down

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One summer, my family decided to take a vacation on this dude ranch out west. They promised fun and adventure, but I wasn’t about it. I hated the dust and dirt and didn’t want to wear cowboy boots. However, I had no choice. After a long drive and an even longer plane ride, we found ourselves in the middle of some rolling hills on a patch of grass that smelled like what you’d imagine a ranch to smell like.

I wasn’t a happy little camper, but then he trotted on by on top of his steed, and my whole body sang a new tune. He wore a black hat low on his head and dark sunglasses hiding his eyes. Even though I couldn’t see them, I knew he was looking right through me. He tipped his hat, and that’s all it took. I craved for him to rope me up and tie me down.

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