Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Enjoying the beautiful day, driving down the road with the top down, my hair was flying in the wind. I was enjoying the music and started feeling really horny. I’m wearing my favorite sundress with no panties. I slide my hand between my legs and feel how wet I am. Before I know I’m lost in fantasy, one hand on the steering wheel and the other fingering myself with my middle finger inside and my thumb and my clit. It feels so good when all of a sudden I see red and blue lights flashing behind me. Oh no, What did I do wrong? I wonder. I compose myself and finally find a spot to safely pull over.

Before I know it I see the officer walking up in my side view mirror. He’s approaching with such authority, confidence, and totally sexy “Big Dick Energy”. He looks into the car and very matter of factly asks me for my ID and proof of insurance. I hand him what he’s asking for. “What did I do wrong Officer?” I ask. ”You were speeding ma’am” he replied. “Oh no, I’m so sorry Officer” I look up at him. “Well I’m going to…

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Exposed

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Living in the city can sometimes feel like you’re living in a fish bowl, totally exposed. I can’t help but notice one neighbor in the next building over. It’s seems as if he’s always there, in the window watching or wanting to be watched. My instinct is to look away, but sometimes I can’t help myself. I’m just so curious about him for some reason. Who is he? What does he do? Does he live alone? I find myself thinking about him more and more, even during the day while I’m out. I look at all of the strangers on the street to see if I might recognize him. Could that be him? I wonder. Would he recognize me? Does he even know I exist? Why am I so anxious to get home to watch him?

The closer I get to home, the more butterflies start to flutter throughout my entire body. The anticipation is mounting and I’m beginning to worry that he won’t be home. Then what? I’m starting to feel like a crazy person but I don’t care! I want to see him, know him, for real. But what if he’s really a crazy person? This could be

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447 Call me!

You fantasize about worshiping a sexy body like mine. Maybe you want to get your hands on me and slide across my skin’s smooth, soft silkiness. Maybe it’s your tongue you want on my skin, lapping u the most delicious tasks of me. Let’s make it better by Making a Mess in Bed.

But hold on a second. Let’s make this a bit more fun. Let’s cover me with something sweet like honey or whipped cream and have you lick it all off me. I want you to take your sweet time and pleasure every inch of my body. Make my body the dessert buffet as I lay there before you.

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Naughty teen slut

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext 304

Taught who’s boss

Being a naughty teen slut is a lot of work. My daddy works in his home office and is his own boss. He doesn’t listen to anybody, especially me. I am able to dominate my naughty neighbors with my strap on cock that mommy bought me, sexy pannyhose, and humiliation tactics for my sissy sluts. But daddy, never. He has a huge, big daddy dick and the girth is just incredible! It stretches out my tight little ass whole so much I can barely stand it!

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Do you remember when you were a teen and would see a Milf who really turned you on? You would wonder if she is a cougar, if she is into you, barely post-puberty, eager to learn, but so helplessly innocent. A Cougar Seeking Teen Boys. It excites you, doesn’t it? A Cougar will seduce you, slowly, deliberately, turning you into the perfect lover. It’s a secret, maybe I am your best friend’s mother. Maybe I am a teacher you’ve caught staring at you during class with hunger and lust in my feral eyes. But then I blink, and it’s gone. Did it really happen, or did you imagine it? Either way, it was enough to make that teen cock harden right there in class.

You have no control over that thing. Your dick has a mind of its own, and that mind is filled with nothing but lustful thoughts. You get hard from a cool breeze. It’s driving you insane. You need an outlet and none of the girls will put out. You are a virgin surrounded by virgins, a boy surrounded by girls. What you need is a woman.

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hot milf mommy

Jenna – (844-332-2639) Ext 304

My hot milf mommy takes very good care of my brother. I am his sexy babysitter and I have to learn to take care of him when she’s not around. Today, he had gotten himself into a boat load of trouble. He drew all over mommy’s walls in her bedroom while I had my boyfriend over! I was supposed to be watching him! He drew himself on the wall making himself look big, long, and girthy. I rolled my eyes at this caricature. My ass and pussy were going to be pounded by whoever got home first (hot milf mommy or bid dick daddy) once they found out what he had done when I was supposed to be babysitting him.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

If I am not wearing my panties, you must wear them. It’s my rule. Wearing Rhonda’s Panties is a fun game. The question is, where are you wearing them? Maybe it’s on a dare. You dare me to wear a thigh-length spring dress without panties. You want me bare as we walk through the mall. Fine, I’ll do it. I’ll go bareback if you wear my panties under your shorts. Would you do it?

Once, we walked around the mall, with air teasing my wet pussy. And without panties to catch the wetness, I feel it dribble to my thighs. What is it you feel? Is the silk of my panties squeezing your balls a bit? Are you getting hard, feeling your dick try to push out of the elastic of the panties?

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Vivian 844-332-2639 Ext.254

My ad looking for a personal asslicker was only up for a few minutes and I was being deluded with phone calls. Both men and women were applying. People from all over the country were responding and I even got a few calls from the other side of the world. I wasn’t surprised in the least. I have a perfect ass and there are plenty of ass licking aficionados out there.

My requirements were simple. I am looking for someone passionate about asslicking. Someone that loves the smell and taste of a woman. I need someone who can lick my ass enthusiastically for hours. They also need to be not only into ass worship but anal as well.

As I sifted through voicemails there were a few standouts. Their hunger and desire both amused me and turned me on. My pretty puckered asshole trembled with need. They were begging for the opportunity to show me their asslicking skills. My asshole began to throb and I knew it needed a wet soft tongue to fill it soon. I began to call my favorite asslicking candidates to schedule their auditions. Continue reading “My Personal Asslicker”

Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Hello sweetheart. Are you Mommy Miqala’s Sissy Baby? You might come to me thinking you are a man, but those silly thoughts won’t last. First will start with an offer. I’ll show you blue plastic panties in my left hand and pink plastic panties. I’ll see it in your eyes before you even have a second to think. Your eyes automatically glance toward the pink panties. “Pick correctly if you want Mommy’s special touches.”

You know what that means. You won’t get those touches if you hold onto that silly thought of being a man. Plastic panties are embarrassing enough because you know I am going to turn you into a helpless baby, but now I want more from you. Your shacky hand lifts, your face turning such a pretty pink, almost matching the panties you point to. I toss the blue plastic panties aside and caress your chest softly. “Good girl,” I say, smiling at you.

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Manipulative Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Do you know why men are cautious of me? The answer is easy. I always get what I want and do what I want. And right now, Rhonda Needs a Virgin.

Time for some age play, guys! I want you to remember what you were like when you were young and oh-so innocent, desperate for even the smallest amount of attention from any girl at school. Were you still a virgin in college? You’ll tell me all the details of what you were like. It’ll help you get your mindset to what I want—young, innocent, desperate, and easy to manipulate.  That’s when I’m going to do what I want to get what I want.

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