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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Marcus sat across from me, wearing his tailored suit like armor. He looked like the quintessential corporate success story, but I didn’t see the titan of industry he pretended to be. I saw a man in his own cage. “I’m failing, Stella,” he said. His voice was laced with self-loathing. “I’m weak. I don’t have the spine to be the man I’m supposed to be.”

It was the same script he brought me every Tuesday. A litany of perceived inadequacies. I’m too soft. I’m a coward. I can’t handle the pressure. He viewed these traits as fatal flaws in his masculinity…but I didn’t.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Be a good girl for Daddy, Julie.” I knew exactly what that meant. It was time to be daddy’s little slut. I had to do whatever daddy said, no matter what it was. But I loved making daddy happy. He would call me his little princess and buy me whatever I wanted. But it was our little secret. Nobody else could know. Sometimes he would talk about mommy and other people. But we would just pretend. Like he would tell me to imagine mommy laying there. He would tell me and teach me how to lick her pussy, suck on her clit, and put my tongue inside it. Then my finger in her pussy and my tongue inside her asshole until she came all over my face. While I was making mommy cum, daddy would do the same thing to me until I came too. 

Then it was time for mommy to teach me how to suck daddy’s dick. We both got down between his legs. She held his cock and told me to kiss the tip and lick the drip. So I did. Daddy started trembling and it got so hard.

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Cece 1 (844) 332-2639 ext 215
The lecture had ended ten minutes ago, but I stayed behind. Leaning against the mahogany desk while the last of the students filed out. I knew exactly what I was doing, wearing a skirt so tight it practically painted my hips and a sheer blouse that left nothing to the imagination. As Professor Mark gathered his papers, I shifted my weight, intentionally hiking the hem of my skirt up to my waist. I didn’t just show him my thighs. I gave him a full, unobstructed view of my soaking wet, bare pussy, glistening and pulsing in the fluorescent light.

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Do you ever have those moments where you lose something you JUST had in your hand? If yes, then you've been the victim of a fairy game.

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The Fea live all around us but often go unnoticed. Do you ever have those moments where you lose something you JUST had in your hand? If yes, then you’ve been the victim of a fairy game. They are magical, powerful little beings that flit from place to place, often playing pranks or convincing humans to wander into unfortunate events.

Fairy Alexus was enjoying a flight in the woods on this particular day. She noticed a human male camping in the area alone and was curious about him. While staying out of sight, the winds picked up something fierce, blowing her from her perch in the trees. It was far too strong a gust for her to fly anywhere, and she ended up plastered to the fabric wall of his tent.

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Teen Tease

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I love being a teen tease, especially for your cock. And I know that I could drive you totally crazy with what I could do to it. So how about the next time you’re in need you let this teen tease have some fun with you?

I’ve always been a little bit of a teen tease. So during my first week as a phone sex girl when I got a call from a man who wanted to be teased I was super excited!

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Bad, Bad Babysitter

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I paced the hallway, wringing my hands together. The constant crying from the bedroom had faded now to dull whimpers every now and then. The twins were scared and growing tired, the special drinks I’d made them at lunch finally kicking in. The door opened, and I skipped into Chris’s arms. He hugged me tightly and kissed my neck. “Are they ready?” he asked while brushing past me to open the bedroom door.

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Sissy Sex With Mommy

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

“Oh! Oh, Mommy,” Collin cooed. His big hands skimmed up the back of my thighs, then cradled my ass cheeks. He pulled me down on the silicone strap-on screwed into his sissy cage. “Am I doing good, Mommy? Am I fucking you like a real man?” I hovered over him and teased my lips over his. The tacky lipstick I’d layer over his mouth smeared between us, and I bounced a bit harder.

Filling myself with the most perfect dildo. A gasp of pleasure slipped from my lips to wash over his mouth, and from under me, he bucked his hips up. Through hooded eyes, I could see my sissy was wide-eyed with an eagerness I’d never seen before. “I am doing good!” He gushed under me, pulling me down as he bucked up. “I’m going to make Mommy cum!”

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Dinnertime

Posted 7 days ago by Cece

Cece 1 (844) 332-2639 ext 215

Sat across from Master at our little table tucked into the small restaurant, the dim lights flickering overhead. My short dress barely covered my thighs, and I could feel his eyes on me the whole time. When the waiter left, Master leaned in and told me to take off my panties right there. My hands shook as I slid them down my legs and handed them over.
He stood up and pulled me to the center of the room.
“On your knees, baby girl.” My heart pounded as I dropped down, the cold floor against my skin. Four men from the bar area moved closer, their cocks already out and hard. Master unzipped his pants and fed his thick cock into my mouth first.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Well, I did it. I’m enrolled in cosmetology school. But I’m also in this crazy agreement with Mr. Steel. I always manage to get myself in deeper. As if I wasn’t already in deep enough with my uncle paying tuition for sexual favors and my landlord/sugar daddy giving me free rent and a credit card for wrecking his home. Now I’m in a Domme/Sub relationship with the cosmetology school owner, Mr. Steel.

Brent, my landlord/sugar daddy was so happy for me and told me that he wanted to buy me the kit that I’m going to need for school. He told me to put it on the credit card he gave me. I felt kind of guilty about my secret. Mr. Steel just had something about him. He was intriguing, mysterious, charismatic, and so good looking that it made me blush. I can’t stop thinking about him. He did something to me that I’ve never felt before. My body tingles with excitement thinking about fully submitting to him. The fear of how extreme he’s going to be is twistedly arousing.

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Messy Nylon Boy

Posted 2 weeks ago by Rita

Messy Nylon Boy

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Davey is terribly leaky. Who could blame him, though? Seeing my sexy legs encased in the silkiest nylon, so shiny and smooth, who wouldn’t start to feel a little drippy? Every time he sees me in nylons, his hands move to my thighs as if we are magnets. The sweet boy loses all control over himself.

Davey’s lips press to the fabric at the back of my thighs and his hands knead and rub up and down the length of my legs. Just because he gets so needy doesn’t always mean I have the time to indulge him. Sometimes, like if I’m on the phone, I have to keep up the conversation. Swaying and shifting my weight as he nuzzles into me. When I look down, I find my leaky boy has taken himself out of his pants to dribble all over my calves.

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