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Valentine's Day

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, so I’ve been hearing from all of my lovers. The married ones, especially, have been sending me gifts and money. They think they’re buying silence, but the truth is…they’re not. They’re buying the story they tell themselves in the mirror about how they’re still good men, even though they’re fucking filthy cheaters. And me? I’m the price of that delusion.

A serpentine bracelet, diamonds for scales, emerald eyes. It’s from Michael, the cardiologist. His wife posted a photo this morning of the heart-shaped pancakes she made for him. “My rock, my everything,” the caption read. Michael’s hands, the ones that hold human hearts for a living, were trembling when he clasped this expensive bracelet around my wrist. He wasn’t paying for my affection. He was paying to prove to himself that he could still be reckless, even while being overwhelmed by minivans and mortgage payments.

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groupie slut

Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They say rock & roll is forever. I’m beginning to believe it. They always called me a groupie, but that word felt too small for what I do. I”m more of a reape. Harvesting not souls, but the electric residue of rock & roll. One night. One body. One debt. Tonight’s offering was a shoegaze frontman named Lysander. His cute face was pretty much always obscured by a curtain of bleached hair and disdain.

I’d been waiting for him, all leather and come-hither, by his tour bus. When he emerged from the stage exit, he looked at me but didn’t speak. He just pulled me into the shadows, as his hands clawed at my tight dress like he was exorcising a ghost. We fucked in the alley behind the dumpster because the rest of the band was already in the bus. He bent me over, dress pulled up. His teeth left a half-moon mark on my shoulder. I didn’t flinch. Instead, I let him do it then watched as he smiled and stumbled back to his bus.

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pantyhose

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’m standing in the produce aisle, when a familiar voice calls my name. I turn and there he is. Jake, the boy who used to sit two seats away from me in English class. I used to let him dry hump me in his car. He’s older now, but the same mischievous glint flickers behind his eyes.

“Amber?” he asks, as a grin spreads across his face. I can’t help the sudden rush of nostalgia and before I know it, we’re wrapped in a brief, tight hug that feels like the world has tilted back to those late‑night study sessions. “Wow, I didn’t expect to see you here,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady.

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Young Cock

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Who doesn’t crave young cock? I realize that I have all types of lovers, but I need to admit that younger men really are my weakness. So, how old are you baby?

Are you on the prowl for a hot MILF? Or have you not been with an older woman yet? Thankfully you don’t have to look any further because you’ve just found me, and I’d love to be your first, older goddess.

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Goddess

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208  ☏☏☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

After Anna was lucky enough to taste Ocean Goddess Francie and swallow her whole, Francie took her by the hand, and they walked together towards warmer pastures. The snow had indeed melted and Francie led her to a beach that glittered under the moonlight.

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Under The Snow Moon 2

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Standing under the pale moonlight in nothing but a pair of boots, I’d never seen Anna look more powerful. I followed her lead, letting my heavy coat fall to the stone below us. For a moment we just looked eachother over, and at the same time, our heads tilted back to the star-drenched sky. Our arms lifted over our heads, and in sync we spoke, “Under the Snow Moon we worship. Under the Snow Moon, we manifest.”

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Passing Around Sluterella

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

The other day, the playroom was becoming rather boring. A ton of the sexiest Candy girls were twiddling their thumbs waiting for something (or someone) exciting to happen. Our luck changed rather quickly when a new player joined the room. He claimed he was looking for a sissy trainer, and as many of you know, all of the ladies are more than qualified to transform a dull boy into a sparkly girlie! We told him he’d be in good hands, no matter whose hands he picked.

The little sissy-wanna sent me a DM asking if I’d train him to be a precuming licking whore on cam, and I was more than thrilled. Only I didn’t know what a big surprise was waiting for me on the other side of the screen when I agreed to be Sluterella’s trainer!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Kayla and I have a very special talent.  No, I don’t mean the obvious ones like sucking cock and fucking your brains out.  I mean, our ability to smell out any and every stinky Pamper out in the world.  It’s not a talent that we expected to develop or market.  But here we are. So now, Kayla and I use our highly sensitive noses to smell out smelly little boys and girls who try to avoid getting their Pampers changed.  So many little ones love the feel of their squishy, messy diapers and try to hide so they can sit in it and enjoy it.

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slut

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

As my friends and I walked down the street, laughing and chatting, we were suddenly stopped by the host of “SilverFox Express.” The show was notorious for its raunchy content, where Max, a man in his 50s, would take a younger woman on a series of sexual adventures and callers would bid on what they’d do next. It was all about shock value and pushing boundaries. My friends all pussied out, but I was so ready to get started! Max sure was a hottie after all and I couldn’t wait to get down n’ dirty with him.

Max was charming and flirtatious. I found myself easily playing along, laughing and teasing him in front of the camera, while he told viewers about how much he liked my perky tits and ass. I was determined to be the best guest the show had ever had. After a few minutes of flirty, sexy banter, the bids started rolling in. “Remember, folks. Amber gets to keep whatever you bid, so make sure to pay the lady well for her efforts! I can already tell that she’s got some tricks up her sleeve!”

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Taboo Fantasies

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Do you love taboo fantasies as much as I do? The really dark, sexy ones! Or maybe you have a fantasy that you think might be too far out there to tell anyone about? Well, you never have to be shy with me because I love hearing about all the fucked-up things gets your dick hard.

It seems like the kinkier it is, the more I get into it. Maybe you’ve been calling me for a while, and you didn’t even know that about me. But now that you do, what are you going to do about it? Are you going to tell me everything so that we can get down and dirty like never before?

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