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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Please!” I wailed. My sweaty forehead dropped against my stretched-out bicep. A quick glance up proved the handcuffs looped around the grab handle of his F-350 weren’t coming undone any time soon. “Please, let me suck your cock!” I begged again as I tugged against the metal, hugging my wrists. I’d been pulling against them so much that red lines were appearing where the cuffs rubbed against my delicate wrist bones.

“No.” His voice was cool, calm, and collected when it washed over my exposed throat. He nibbled my overheated skin slowly as if he had all the time in the world to explore my body with his fingers and mouth. The toes of my sneakers barely scratched the surface of the dirt road he’d stopped in the middle of. Someone could drive by at any minute while he had me half naked, and handcuffed, dangling and on display from the passenger side grab handle.

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Milan 844-33CANDY Ext. 398

 

Barely legal sex is way too much fun! Especially, when you can find a very good girl who likes to do very bad things. The type of girl who always follows directions, so when you tell her to get down on her knees in front of you, she’s down before she can even give it a second thought. The type of girl that you only have to teach once, before she’s swallowing you whole with her eyes screwed shut and spit dripping down her chin.

 

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Let’s go to the rodeo, Julie!” A friend was visiting from out of state and had always wanted to go to the rodeo. She couldn’t believe that I had never been. It just wasn’t my thing. I didn’t even own a real pair of cowboy boots. But she wasn’t having it. She took me to a cowboy boot store that was a giant warehouse. There were rows and rows of cowboy boots as far as my eyes could see. It was so overwhelming. But before I knew it, I was high on the leather perfumed air. And all of the different styles, colors, and patterns were getting me so excited. But then I saw the ones. I knew the moment I laid eyes on them that I had to have them. And I got so turned on when I put them on. All of a sudden, the thought of going to the rodeo was quite arousing.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Marty called me to ask if I could do a last-minute session with him. He was begging me, telling me he really needed to see me. I thought he was being pathetic, but I told him if he came over tomorrow night, I could squeeze him in for a three-day session.

Friday rolled around and Marty showed up two hours early; boy was he desperate! I led him downstairs to my dungeon of fun and let him set up. That included stripping him of all his clothing and I put him in the corner cage until I was ready for him. What he didn’t know was that I wouldn’t be ready for him until Sunday!

Hours passed by and poor little Marty was waiting, wondering when I’d be back for him. The night turned into day, and Saturday was here before we knew it. He heard the sounds of my stiletto heels coming down the basement stairs. What surprised him the most was the hunk of man I brought down with me.

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Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

My mother recently got married to a very handsome, very wealthy man. Ever since he joined our house, I have taken pride in being The Good Stepdaughter. Every chance I can get to be closer to him, and learn more about him, I jump on. Hopefully all of these steps I am taking will make it so I can jump on him. I’ve even started taking on chores I normally wouldn’t, all so I can get a chance to catch him in a private moment.

This wish was granted to me just this morning, dear diary, and it happened just being The Good Stepdaughter I am. I heard my new daddy start the shower, and I knew no one else was home, so I ran to my bedroom to put on a tight shirt and short-shorts, perfect for cleaning bathrooms without looking terribly suspicious. Quickly gathering the cleaning supplies I needed, I went to the bathroom located in the master bedroom. My heart was pounding in my chest as I got closer. I couldn’t believe I was about to go through with this. 

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Call Him Daddy

Posted 3 weeks ago by Kara

Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

I’ve been in a relationship with a white guy for about a year now. However, I’ve been having sex with Chance, whom I call Daddy. He is a tall 6”2’ muscular man weighing about 220 lbs, young and athletic. He knows I am in a relationship, but that doesn’t stop him from making me his bitch. Chance hasn’t had the best life and lives in a pretty rough neighborhood, but you wouldn’t know that if you saw him out in public. He was always well-groomed and had great hygiene. He smells so good and tastes even better. Ever since he fucked me six months ago, I have not been able to get enough. He calls me over at any time of the day or night, and I go without a second thought. My simple boyfriend is the typical white-collar CEO with a boring office job. Granted that the job comes with a six-figure salary, which is the only reason I stay.

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S.W.A.K

Posted 4 weeks ago by Francie

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Do you remember when you started writing your first love notes? How you’d spill your secrets with ink, confident no one but the intended eyes would read them. Did you scribble “S.W.A.K” on the back, or was that something just girls did? Do you remember what it stood for?

Sealed with a kiss. Your confession of love and lust may have been sealed with a press of your lips to the envelope, but I hate to tell you the girl you sent it with shared your words. Even then, you were nothing but a laughing stock to women.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The last time I left Allen, I dressed him up in gorgeous girly, sparkly pink dress. He was left handcuffed at his ankles and wrists against the wall. I was upstairs working on a project and remembered that he was down in my chambers. I came downstairs to check in on him. He knew I was on my way with my click-clacky stilettos. “Look at you, all naked and tied up just for me. What should I do with you first?”

I unhooked Allie for a second and turned her around; I wanted to play with her ass today! When she was in the proper position, and after I put on a pair of latex gloves, I circled my finger all around her asshole. I traced my finger down her ass crack until I found the pucker hole! That’s when I spread her cheeks apart to really get a good view.

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Anna Caught Rita's Dumb Slut Boyfriend

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Since I started pimping out my dumb slut of a boyfriend’s holes, I’ve been making bank. I mean, a gang bang here, running a train there, it’s afforded me lots of new purses and shoes. So much so that my bestie Anna has been asking a lot of questions. Like what I’m doing, that’s getting me so lucky. She thinks Bob is spoiling me with his new “corporate job.” I kind of just let her believe what she wanted. It was humiliating to admit that my boyfriend takes more cock than a gloryhole on Saturday night in Palm Beach!

I should have known she would get nosy and come over unannounced! I had the front door unlocked since sissy slut Bob was putting on one of our famous cock-sucking-a-thons. She breezed right in and gasped when she saw Bob on his knees, dripping in so many loads of guy cum!

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deep throat blow job

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You used to slip me melatonins at night just to get me to go to bed. Then you realized just how heavy I slept after you gave me one or two before bed time. You could do anything you want to me, and I won’t even notice. Now there’s a much naughtier reason Daddy wants me to sleep all night.

You tested the waters sliding your cock against my lips. The drool dripped down on your cock in just the right way. And my lips were parted just enough to kiss your cock while you stroked it up and down between them. Then you went further by squeezing my cheeks to open my mouth, and then putting the tip in my sleeping mouth while you stroked. Just deep enough to feel my moist tongue and my lips rubbing against that mushroom head. And when that didn’t wake me up, you started gently fucking my throat. 

 

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