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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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Since my ex boyfriend ghosted me, I  was a little confused why he stopped talking to me. He’s the one who wanted me to stick my finger in his ass. Why was he so embarrassed. Maybe I took it too far? So, one afternoon I decided to go to his house to get an explanation why he was so quiet. I also brought my 13 in dildo (just in case.)

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’ve had an interesting week. It involved pizza, questionable life choices, and an experience I can only describe as “unexpectedly empowering.”  It all started with a text. You know, the kind that makes you raise an eyebrow and think, “Did I read that right?” A friend, we’ll call him Bob (because let’s be honest, every story like this involves a Bob), asked me a question that landed somewhere between bizarre and flattering. “Hey, Cory. Do you know anyone who would come over and fuck you while I watch?”

My response? Let’s just say it was less “Dear Abby” and more “YEAH, BABY!” Look, I’m not going to pretend I wasn’t intrigued. Curiosity got the better of me, okay! Besides, who am I to deny a consenting adult their preferences? So, I brought over a friend, popped some popcorn, and prepared for the weirdest Netflix and Chill session of my life. Let me tell you, there’s something strangely liberating about being the center of attention in that kind of scenario. It’s like performance art, but with more kissing. Or maybe less. Not always on the mouth, but definitely on the lips! Depends on your definition of art, I guess.

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Hairy Twat

Posted 6 months ago by Writer

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Last night was unforgettable. I ate a whore’s hairy twat last night and I loved it. She creamed and squirted all over my beautiful caramel face. I decided to try out a lesbian bar not too far from where I lived. I had noticed it before but was a little hesitant. After a few minutes of scoping the scenery at the bar, I locked eyes with a fine slut. Big boobs, small waist, round ass and tresses that hung at her shoulders. I waved my hand, inviting her over.

We talked, laughed, danced, took shots and before I knew it, we were in the bathroom stall. I had her leg pinned up on the toilet seat. My face deep in her vanilla hairy fuck hole. I finger popped her asshole while I shoved my tongue in and out her bushy sweet cunt. “Hmm fuck yes don’t stop! I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck Trinity!” Her legs were shaking. She was pulling my hair. I did not want her to cum yet. This pussy was so good but I was making her weak. “Cum for me bitch!” I demanded. “Uhhh yes!! Yes!” Exploding in my mouth, I was drinking every ounce of Continue reading “Hairy Twat” →

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I watch you from the corner of the room, your eyes glued to the damp spot on the carpet. You’re on your hands and knees, nose twitching as you inhale the scent of my arousal. I can’t help but smirk at your pathetic display. You’re my slave, my plaything, and you know it.

“What do we have here?” I purr, sauntering over to you. I place a foot on your back, forcing you to look up at me. “Caught you sniffing my panties, did you?”

You nod, eyes wide and pleading. I can see the desperation in your gaze, the way your dick strains against your pants. You want me, need me, and you know I have the power to give you what you crave.

“Well,” I say, tapping my foot against your back. “I think that deserves a punishment.” Continue reading “Golden Nectar Punishment For Slave” →

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’d just had the most frustrating week of my life and I was on the hunt for a quick fix…I wanted to feel alive, even if it was just for one night. I was wearing my favorite pair of shiny pantyhose and a cute but short dress that showed off my long legs. I was feeling confident and ready to take on the night. As I was making my way through the club, I locked eyes with a tall, handsome man named Spencer. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and dark jeans that hugged his muscular thighs. I could tell he was checking me out and I felt a surge of excitement run through my body. I made my way over to him and we started talking.

“You look  fucking amazing,” Spencer said, his eyes scanning my body. “Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself,” I replied, biting my lower lip. We continued to flirt and dance for a while longer before Spencer leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Do you want to come back to my place?” I nodded eagerly, my heart racing with excitement. When we got back to Spencer’s room, he wasted no time ripping

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Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

Jamie watched in awe as Amber danced with a group of friends, her body moving gracefully to the beat of the music. Jamie felt a sudden, wild urge to talk to her, to get to know her. She made her way through the crowd, her heart pounding in her chest. When Jamie finally reached Amber, she tapped her on the shoulder. Amber turned around, and Jamie felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. Amber’s eyes were a deep, piercing blue, and they seemed to see right through Jamie.

“Hi,” Jamie said, trying to sound cool and confident. “I’m Jamie. What’s your name?” “Amber,” Amber said, her voice low and sultry. “Nice to meet you, Jamie.” Jamie felt her heart skip a beat. She had never met anyone quite like Amber before. They talked for a while, their conversation flowing easily and naturally. Jamie learned that Amber was an artist, and she was in town for a gallery showing. Jamie was fascinated by Amber’s creativity and passion, and she found herself drawn to her. After a while, Jamie suggested that they go back to her place. Amber agreed, and they left the club together, their bodies

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Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

“You’re so fucking hot. I need to taste you.” You push me back onto the bed and spread my legs wider. I feel your hot breath against my sensitive skin as you lower your head to my pussy. I moan as your tongue flicks against my clit, teasing me. “Yes, just like that.”

You continue to lick and suck my clit, driving me wild. I can feel my orgasm building deep inside me. I grab your head and grind my pussy against your face, desperate for release. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.” You slip a finger inside me and start to fuck me with it. I feel my pussy clenching and trying to pull it deeper inside me. “I’m going to cum. Don’t stop.”

You don’t. You keep fucking me with your finger and sucking my clit. I scream as I cum, my pussy convulsing around your finger as your tongue continues to lick and suck me. “You taste so fucking good, I need to be inside you.” You remove your pants and I gasp, seeing your thick cock already hard and ready for me. “I want to feel you inside me” I whisper, as

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On Her Knees

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

Jade 844-332-2639 EXT 371

There I was walking late at night in Tokyo. The night is still young. What people don’t know is that Tokyo never sleeps, always a party. I noticed this little hole in the wall bar. It looked interesting as I entered through the doors.

I found a little table to sit at. She was a hot little mess, all tattooed up, with legs that went on for days such a beauty to look at. Well, it looks like I am not the only one admiring this hot mess. Some random guy watching and googling at her. She smiled as she got to my table and took my order. I decided to open a tab and just relax for the remainder of the night. Continue reading “On Her Knees” →

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I need a man who can lick me like no other. They’re always the best kind of men to have in your little black book. Especially when they know how to lick me until I cum. One thing that every man needs to learn, in order to keep the women is his life happy, is the proper way to eat pussy. Because if you know how to lick me I’ll never leave.

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