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Before sunday dinner

Kayla 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Meeting a man’s family for the first time is always so nerve-wracking. The guy I’m seeing how his family has this tradition of going to Mass together every Sunday, and then they rotate who will host Dinner each week. Considering it was my boyfriend’s turn this week, he invited me not only to Dinner but to attend Mass with his family as well. Talk about sweating like a whore in church!

I made it through, though, unscathed! Everyone followed us back to his house, and he told everyone to relax. We were just going to change out of our Sunday best and be right back down to cook the meal for everyone. I was nervous, to say the least, but when we skipped up the steps and into his bedroom, something came over me. I watched him undo his belt, and I pushed him into the bathroom to kiss him deeply.

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Daddy, who is mine and special is ready to teach me a lesson. Sammy has never been known to shy away from a lesson that she needs to learn.

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Daddy doesn’t waste his time and gives me one strong spank on my sweet ass. Leaving his hand there after contact to make sure I can feel the sting and heat from his strong hands. SMACK! Another strong hand slaps my other cheek. “Oh fuck, Daddy!” SMACK! Another. And another. He doesn’t stop until my ass is bright red and there are tears of pleasure rolling down my face.

“Do you know what you have done?!”, Daddy asks as his dominant hand is under my chin pulling my head back. And his rock-hard cock pressed in between my legs. Pinning my back against his chest so I can’t move. “I was just having fun, Sir. I promise.” I hear some chains moving in my direction. Before I can even react, cold metal clips pinch both of my nipples. Connected by a sexy silver chain. He has me by my hard nipples and I’m putty in his hands.

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TS Shemale Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 389

I sat on the park bench beside my sub, who was being touched, tugged, and stroked in all directions. One big burly man was pumping away at Jackson’s asshole while his friend kneeled on the other side of my sub. His arms hugged around Jackson’s straining thigh to lean in and suck at his tight balls. I chuckled as a massive dollop of precum oozed from Jackson’s cock tip. He’d already spurted two loads, and the men showed no signs of slowing.

I reached up to pet his head as it lulled to the side. His tear-stained cheeks were so flushed from his humiliation and use. “Are you going to cum again, petty pet?” I cooed. His eyes closed as he whimpered. The man behind him dug his shaft in as he exploded, his hands clamped to Jackson’s shoulders, pulling him back against him.

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Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

 I love dirty talk. Doesn’t matter the topic, or type of sex, I love it all. I want to hear about all of your dirty deviant fantasies. What do you want more than anything in this world? What have you always wanted to try but have never been able to? What really gets your engine going? Tell me. I want to know. Is it a certain phrase? Maybe a certain item of clothing or outfit? Or maybe it’s a certain scenario that you’re just aching to try.

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Getting groceries, at the nail salon, getting my hair done, out shopping. It doesn’t matter where I go; I draw long looks. My statuesque form commands attention, and I deserve it, baby. I worked hard to surpass the standards of beauty set forth by the great artists of old. Michelangelo only crafted the statue of David because he hadn’t met me, your Aphrodite. I am, precisely how I choose to look, every inch molded, and shaped to exquisite detail. A perfect place for everything on me and everything in its place.

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Never always in charge leaves so many open doors for fun.  I arrived at the river party fashionably late.  There were the usual guests there mingled with a few new faces.  While a familiar face is always comfortable and fun; I like to venture out to try someone new.  There he is all six foot two hundred pounds of him.  I am curious because this can turn into a whining needy baby and I am not in that “Mommy” mood.  As he walked toward me I had a shiver go down my spine right to my pussy.  Holding two drinks in his hand, he offered me one.  After the proper introduction and petty conversation he leads me off to a private room.  I have on a little black simple dress (because I am hoping it will come off) with sexy lingerie underneath. The drink needed stirring because it became a bit bitter 

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I know you have a secret and I know what it is.  Hee hee hee.  I know you’re a filthy pervert.  You try so hard to hide it.  But you can’t hide it from a girl like me.  I know you have secret desires that you can’t share with anyone else.  They’re secret youthful desires that you keep buried deep inside afraid that someone will discover them.  But you see, I have a well trained eye and carefully honed senses.  I can pick men like you out in any crowd.  You can’t hide yourself or your desires from me.  But it’s ok, I’m a safe place to bring those desires to confess them.

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Chef Kiss

Posted 1 year ago by Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

We’d been playing for a while. Years even, we’re well-matched and as spicy as calls can get for us; it wasn’t enough. He’d be at the Casino/hotel in Boston and casually invited me to join him. Even though I clarified that that kind of thing wasn’t allowed, he was hopeful I wouldn’t resist.

I wore a tight cocktail dress and tall heels the day I was supposed to join him. He’d often mentioned that he doesn’t play the slots and makes all his money at the poker tables. Carefully, I wandered through the casino floor, looking for my Chef. Finally, our eyes locked, and I knew it was him. A small smile played on my lips as I moved in alongside him. His arm opened for me, and I pressed my body against his. My right hand smoothed over his dress shirt and down to his hip. Tucked just under his blazer. The floor was loud as dealers and clients yelled, so I nudged my nose to his ear,  my voice thick with lust; I whispered, “I think you’ve won enough; let’s take this up to your room.”

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My King's power is bowling through me. His cock powers down my throat and I look into his eyes through my tears craving more.

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My King’s cock rolls off of him with ease and finds itself in the back of my throat. Without hesitation from him. And only a mild chase from me. My pouting lips invite him to take over my mouth with a breath-stealing kiss and put his favorite girl, Sammy, on her knees.

The power of his cock takes me over. His growls of approval let me know that his cock owns my throat. Sammy doesn’t want it any other way. Not all men Sammy comes across are kings. But the ones that are, know their place and how to make Sammy worship them while she sits on her throne herself.  Continue reading “My King’s Cock Cums First” →

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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