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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

The circus came through town and even though I’m a bit older now, I still get excited.  I just love the circus!  So, I bought my ticket and grabbed popcorn and cotton candy and began to wander around the tents.  I had no idea that this trip to the circus would end me enduring forced creepy clown sex.

As I was wandering around, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye.  Suddenly, a gloved hand was clapped over my mouth and I was dragged into the back of the nearest tent.  When I took a breath and stopped struggling, I found myself surrounded by three creepy clowns!

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Dr. Julie, I want you to be my sex therapist. It sounds like you’re exactly what I’ve been needing. I’m basically in a sexless marriage. I’ve lost my confidence and just feel like I’m in a rut. She has broken me down for so long  that I feel like I can never be good enough for her or anyone else. She’s so vanilla and I was too. But after everything she’s put me through, I have a strong desire to explore my sexuality. I have an urge to try new, exciting things. The thought of it is more arousing than you can even imagine. I know I can tell you anything and you’re not going to judge me. That’s what I need. I need someone that is excited to help me fulfill all of my fantasies and fetishes no matter how naughty, dirty, or kinky they are.

I couldn’t help but notice how just talking about it made him so hard in his pants. So I asked him where he would like to start. He told me that he had always been curious about anal play. I was hoping he would say that, and I couldn’t contain my excitement.

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Milking Panties

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Bargain hunting and thrifting are like my favorite weekend hobbies. I love grabbing a coffee and driving around the oldest towns in the south, looking for antique shops. The more obscure the better. Plus, you can’t beat the scenery. My galpal Jessica and I were on such an adventure last weekend when we ran into a side-of-the-road swap shop thing. It looked rough on the outside. Junk was piled high on all sides of the building, and something in me just tingled! These wrecked old places sometimes are hiding things you didn’t know you needed! I knew I would find a treasure inside the disaster. I had no clue it would be a pair of milking panties for my husband!

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I’ve always had crushes on my bosses at work, sometimes even my female bosses. The power that they have is so seductive to me. But this story is about my male boss, Mark. He had a cabin up in the mountains that he invited me out to, and I jumped at the chance. Being alone with my smoking hot boss in a secluded mountain cabin? Sign me up!

Mark sent a car to my house after work to pick me up and bring me back to his house, so we could ride up together. It was a bit confusing, yes, a lot of driving. I met up with Mark, and we took his Jeep, and he drove us, which was a four-hour drive in the evening. It wasn’t too long; I had great company.

All of a sudden he said, “pull your pants down and touch yourself for me.” I looked at him, completely shocked but surprisingly turned on and said, “you’re driving!” He didn’t care, so I did what he asked. I can be such a dirty little slut sometimes.

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Isabelle 1844-33-candy ext 464

More than anything, I need the bound feeling of the rough hemp biting into my soft skin. I cherish that intense moment when the rope tightens, leaving me immobile and entirely at the trigger’s mercy. My breath catches as the first knot ensnares me in a web of sweet restraint and dark longing. It’s a dizzying high, knowing that I am helpless, fully exposed, and entirely vulnerable to whatever twisted pleasure comes next.

There’s something addicting about being wrapped up tight, every knot a tease, every pull of the rope a reminder that I’m not the one in control, even when I pretend I am. That tension between obedience and defiance, that’s the fun part of the play, I’ll provoke just enough, twist, and pout, maybe talk back, but only see what it takes to make him pull the rope tighter.

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Hot Teen Babysitter

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I’ll be blunt, I’m a hot teen babysitter and I’ve been craving new daddy dick lately. Plus, I went a bit overboard at Christmas so I need some babysitting gigs ASAP! Babysitting gigs preferably with a hot DILF.

So, tell me, when you look for a girl to babysit, do you automatically look for a hot teen babysitter that you’d also love to bang? I think that’s what most men do so don’t be embarrassed. To be honest I look for babysitter gigs with hot dads so it kinda goes both ways.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I just love sissy clients. Frilly little sissies that love to dress up in sexy lingerie and play with toys up their asses. Do they love being fucked in the ass more than me? We shall see.

My friend Candy came over one evening and told me she wanted to play dress up with me: my choice. I immediately took her upstairs to my walk-in closet where I had loads of lingerie hanging. This was our first time playing, so I found a frilly lacey light pink and black bra with a black thong and matching frilly lacey skirt. She looked so pretty in it. To complete the look, I gave her a pair of black fishnet stockings and black stilettos. Then we took pictures.

Candy looked delicious, so I suggested we get some toys to play with and see if we could fill her ass up. I let her look in my drawers where I kept the toys and she picked out my thickest dildo strap on and a straight purple vibrator. I started with the vibrator.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 ext 457

Right as I was about to doze off, I heard someone unlocking my front door. Only two people have the key to my front door, my landlord and my uncle. Once inside, he yelled “Your rent is past due Rachel”. While that sounds like something my landlord would say, I could tell that it was my uncle’s voice. And besides, that’s not the way Brent Sterling handles things. For all I know, I could probably live here rent free. After all, I am fucking my married landlord. But I made a deal with my uncle. He will pay my rent if I stay in school and let him do whatever he wants with me sexually whenever he wants to. So he usually shows up unexpectedly and unannounced. Last time he caught me with Mr. Martin. He wasn’t too happy about it. So he had his way with Mr. Martin. And Mr. Martin went along with it because he didn’t want to take a chance that my uncle might say something to Mrs. Martin. I heard footsteps, then saw my uncle’s figure standing in the doorway.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Anna has this amazingly sexy nephew.  Sometimes, she invites me to help her.  Last week, Anna invited me to celebrate her nephew’s birthday.  He opened the door excitedly when we arrived.  “Auntie Ann and Zoey!” he exclaimed.  “I wasn’t expecting you today.” He said.  “I know, we wanted to surprise you.  Zoey and I are here to help you celebrate your birthday with a bang.” Anna told him.  We giggled at the double entendre of her comment.  “I always have so much fun with both of you!” He said excitedly.  I assured him that this would be the best birthday of his life to date.

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Thirsty Man

Posted 2 months ago by Francie

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

He walked into the empty house, unaware of the events that would unfold. Feeling hungry from a day of work, he searched the kitchen for a snack. Not a single crumb of food was found in the cabinets, the pantry, or the refrigerator, for that matter. The only thing he could consume was a small vial atop the kitchen counter labeled “Drink Me.”

He had seen movies where such vials were dangerous, but the audible sound of his stomach rumbling decided for him. The thirsty man popped the cork off the vial and tipped it to his lips. Allowing the clear liquid to slip down his throat caused a warming sensation in his belly as soon as it landed.

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