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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

I never knew he loved to sniff my panties until that day. He wasn’t expecting me home early. I caught him with one pair wrapped around his dripping cock and another pair in his face. He was so wrapped up in them that he never even knew I was there and saw him. But things were never the same after that. I had been renting a room from them for several months. Now it all made sense. My panties had been disappearing. I had no idea he was taking them. But watching him suck on them and cum all over them was a total turn on. She was my friend and had no idea that her husband was jerking off with my panties. But I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to give him more and more of what he wanted. So I started cumming really hard in them and leaving them where he could easily find them. Then I would spy on him. It was so arousing to watch him get so excited. He was obsessed. Each time was more intense than the last. And not only for him. The more intense his orgasm was, the more intense mine was.

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Rent’s Due!

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I squirmed beneath Mitchell’s looming figure, the absurdity of the situation only heightening the searing heat pooling between my thighs. My rent was overdue, and now he stood over me, his rugged features twisted into a snarl of displeasure. A spark of apprehension and raw, primal excitement raced through me as I realized he intended to collect the debt in the most carnal of ways.

“Get on your knees,” Mitchell growled, his roughened tone sending shivers down my spine.

As I complied, his calloused hand grasped the nape of my neck, pulling me into him. The thick bulge of his arousal pressed insistently against my cheek, an unspoken demand. I parted my lips, and he ruthlessly shoved himself past them, the head of his cock nudging the back of my throat.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I had always wanted laser hair removal. But it’s very expensive so I didn’t know if I would ever be able to get it. Then one slow afternoon at work, I met him. I didn’t know that he owned a laser hair removal company. We were just talking about a lot of different stuff. Then he told me that he appreciated me spending time with him. And that he wanted to treat me to a lifetime membership of complete full body hair removal. I couldn’t believe it. It was a dream come true. Or so I thought.

I opted out of the numbing cream because I didn’t think I would need it. But I was wrong. My eyes were covered with protective glasses so I couldn’t see anything. The further up my legs she got, the more it hurt. I asked her to stop. And I told her that I needed numbing cream but she just kept going faster. I felt her fingers spread my pussy lips open. She was pushing on my clit with one as she lasered up and down my lips. With each pop of the laser, my clit got harder. It hurt so good.

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Sissy Mistress Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

I identified him for what he truly was the moment I laid eyes upon him.  It existed in the sway of his hips, the delicate manner in which he held his hand out, and the soft, effeminate tone of his voice.  First, I let him know that I knew his secret even if he wasn’t aware of it himself.  Then I tucked his hand into the crook of my arm, patting it reassuringly.  I told him to put himself in my very capable hands.  His sissy training started right then and there.  When he didn’t put up even a little bit of resistance, I knew he was truly ready.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I love pussy hair Julie. It’s such a turn on. I love how it looks, how it feels, how it smells, how it tastes. It’s an addiction, a fetish. I just can’t get enough. But the problem is that these days so many women wax or shave their pussy hair. Or they get permanent hair removal. I don’t understand it. I know. To each their own. But I just don’t get this modern trend. I would love to go back to the seventies. Everyone had big, thick, musky bushes. I miss those good old days.” He confessed.

So I decided to give him what he had been needing and longing for. He told me that he hadn’t been able to enjoy pussy hair in so many years. His wife had gotten permanent hair removal several years ago, even though he had asked her not to. And his mistress gets waxed regularly. She wasn’t open to allowing it to grow out either. The poor guy just wanted to bury his face in a bush. I had a plan. I was going to grow some out for him. But it was going to be a surprise. So I didn’t tell him.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I want to smother my lover with my big, luscious titties. Yes, you heard that right, and I know you’re already getting turned on just by reading this. I’m not ashamed of my desires, and I’m here to embrace them fully.

Today is the day he’s coming over. He’s been anticipating this moment, and so have I. We’ve been texting all day, exchanging naughty messages about what we’re going to do to each other.

As soon as he walks through the door, I pull him close and wrap my arms around him. I can feel his excitement as he presses his body against mine. We kiss passionately, our tongues intertwining, and I can’t help but grind my hips against him.

“Smother you with my titties?” I whisper seductively in his ear.

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College Slut

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I love being a college slut. It means that I get what I want from basically every guy and teacher on campus. Who wouldn’t love that?

But I understand that to be a college slut I also need to look the part. I know going back to school doesn’t normally mean lingerie shopping, but for me it’s necessary. Returning to school after a summer break always feels like a fresh start, which also means fresh new men I can flirt with.
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Amber Chaperons Alexus' Professional Hypno-Therapy

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Playing in one’s mind can be a perilous game. For the boy who granted access, that is. Russel came to me a while back because he’d fallen into a trap. He allowed a wicked Mistress into his mind, and she planted triggers, making it impossible for him to date. He was nervous around women and thought that if hypnosis got him into that situation, just maybe it could also get him out.

On my couch, he found utter relaxation. His mind welcomed me in, and I made it my playground. Erasing some triggers, planting new ones, and making him my toy while his mind was putty between my fingers. Russel, however, began to question the professionalism of our sessions after going home to find cum in his pants after every therapy hour.

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Mikey's Misadventure into The Dumps

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Oh dear, I know. I can imagine what you’re thinking when you see such a shocking image! How could anyone toss a poor diaper boy into the dumpster, right? Well, let me start by telling you I’d never date a Bully. A Bull, yes, a Bully, No! So Trayvon has some explaining to do. I prefer to be the only meanie in a relationship, and no one gets away with treating my Mikey that way! Also, I think it’s important to remember that I only have Mikey’s version of this story, and everyone knows babies sometimes fib a little.

But I’ll tell you what Mikey told me, and maybe you can help me decide what to do next. Last weekend, I told Mikey to stay home and behave himself because I had a date with Trayvon. Tray is a six-foot-two, muscular black guy whom I met at the gym. He’s pure masculine energy, total Alpha vibe, like the opposite of my little nerd, Mikey. Mikey, understandably, was curious and confused as to why Mommy wanted to date when the two of them could stay home and snuggle.

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Pumpkin Spice Titties!

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

School’s back in session, football is on the TV, and pumpkin spice is back at Starbucks! It must be fall, y’all! I love this time of year when the leaves start to change colors and the weather gets cooler. Not to mention, once one thing starts to be pumpkin-flavored, EVERYTHING follows suit.

So this year, I’m dipping my massive titties in pumpkin spice, and all the baby boys can spice up their lattes with fresh breast milk!

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