Sweet Thing

Candy Shop.

  Once upon a time there was this hot blonde named Paries who worked at a candy shop called ” Sweet Licks”. Her Boss Ben Dover was sometimes very hard with her. Worked her very long hours and many strange miscellaneous work around the store.. For the most part that is. One afternoon after a busy busy morning Paries was trying to restock all the candy. With Halloween in a couple days she knew the store would be going through candy quick. At this time she was trying to restock the top shelf with some more butterfingers.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Yes, little dicked losers are abundant, but what about those perfect men who just happen to be less endowed. I’m sure all of you just assume I’m a size queen because my appetite for sex is extraordinary, but that simply isn’t true. I find the value of a man rests inside his chest, not his pants.

That’s why recently, I’ve been spooning with the most delicious man. I suppose some could say that a smaller-sized penis is useless, but the fact of the matter is a smaller man is simply more creative when it comes to pleasing his woman. Take my recent lover, for example. This morning I laid in bed waiting for him to get off the night shift. I wasn’t expecting much action after his twelve-hour shift because I knew he’d be exhausted when he joined me between the sheets. However, he’s selfless, and when he spooned up behind me, his hands knew exactly what my body craved.

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Payton 844-33-CANDY ext 431

You begin to feel a warmth in your body, and you can see the reflection in the mirror start to change. In your reflection, you can see the woman you know, me standing behind you.

I begin to kiss your neck and caress your body. You feel my hands roaming and exploring your body as if it’s been years since you’ve felt such intimate pleasure.

 

As I work my magic, you can feel yourself being taken away into a world of pleasure and anticipation. I whisper sweet nothings into your ear, creating an atmosphere of pure passion. My voice is like velvet as I talk about all the naughty things I want to do with you and what I will do to you.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Seasonal jobs come and go. That’s why they are called seasonal. I just needed some extra Christmas cash, so I applied to work at the local massage parlor. I faked some of my credentials, like actually having gone to massage school, but how hard could it be to rub people down all day?

They hired me at my interview; I guess they were so impressed with my resume and they even asked if I would start immediately. I guess that being short-handed is a hell of a thing for small businesses. I agreed, of course; I was looking forward to that bonus cash! But, of course, I didn’t expect to get fired the same fucking day.

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The Call

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Payton 1844-332-2639 ext 431

The phone rang and it was just the very call I was waiting for. You see I am a bit of a flirt and enjoy a challenge. But this challenge had me on my toes. I was to answer a call from a stranger. This stranger knows all about me, my inner workings and my inner sensualities but is interested in learning more..

I am reluctant and let the phone ring a couple times before picking it up. Finally, I mustered up a hello in the most sultry voice I could conjure up. The line was silent with the exception of some deep breathing. I say hello again, and the voice finally answers. He says hello back and then asked me what I am wearing. Well, I was very casual with shorts and a tank top. Underneath though, I had these wonderful French lace panties from my favorite store La Perla and a matching sheer pink lace bra. He advised me that this time should be very special and he had been thinking about our conversation all week long.

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My nudist neighbor part 1

My nudist neighbor part 1  xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

It’s 6:00 am, and every morning like clock work, my neighbor let his wolfhound out. I bury my head under my pillow, trying to muffle the noise, but I can still hear him howling. You would think since it’s so cold out, that he would just do his business and go in. But no, he’s howling to the sky, determined to ruin my sleep. Frustrated I throw my covers back, and hop out of bed. Approaching my back door I can see my neighbor standing in his doorway…. naked. I slowed down in my tracks. Staring at  his hung cock. I had no idea my neighbor was a nudist. 

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Stripper Santa

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Stripper Santa was the main attraction at the all-male strip show last night.  You know when you watch  the Macy’s Christmas Parade and the excitement is building up before Santa arrives at the end.  The show started off with a marching band of hunks and one full blown faggott majorette who put on a show you would not soon forget.  He danced and pranced around twirling his baton.  The next attraction was an elf with tights on so tight  and thin he left really no doubt they were going to rip at any time.  I do so love to see when the stripper put their thumbs in the waist band and magically rip the pants off.  There were many Christmas characters building up to Santa’s apperance.  The build-up was so exciting with each stripper being so good it was hard to believe how the next could be better.

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Torrence the kinky little candy girl

Torrence the kinky little candy girl  xoXTorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

Something about the holidays that makes you want to sing, doesn’t it? If i was a Christmas caroler, I’d sleep with every handsome man that would answer their door. I’d make their wives watch as I take their cocks into my hand, then down my throat. Well here’s my little Christmas Carol, “Torrence the kinky little candy girl”. Starring us truly, the candy girls. 

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Kiss me while I bust your balls!

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Dueling sensations can be so fun. Just like with temperature play, mixing up your emotions can heighten your pleasure. That’s why I want you to kiss me while I bust your balls. Picture this,  you and I have just had a great night out. Maybe at a Christmas party or a wonderful dinner, just the two of us. As soon as we enter the door, we start to make out.

That passionate, wild type of kissing that gets your heart pumping and starts to make you sweat. My hands struggle with your shirt while you tug at my dress. Soon I’m only in my bra and panties, and you’re just in your boxers. Our tongues tangle together madly both of us begin to pant. For sure, it’s going to be an incredible suck session. My teeth nip at your lower lip which makes your cock swell against my hip. Someone likes a bit of pain, and I’m more than happy to deliver it. That’s when my knee crashes up into your balls for the first time.

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Christmas Thief gets frisked

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

“Miss, What’s in your shirt?” I ducked my head and continued to walk through the crowd. Maybe if I pretended I didn’t hear him, I could lose him. “Miss!” He shouted louder, and the fucking crowd parted like the red sea. Leading him right to me. The mall security guard gripped my arm and pulled me against his firm body. “Good evening; you seem to be in a hurry?” His expression was stern as he growled down at me.

“Um, no. Just finishing up my Christmas shopping. Have a good night.” I tried to jostle my arm out of his hold, but he had a firm grip. He sucked air through his teeth and shook his head. I was so fucking busted. At least if I were going to be frisked, it would be by this hot security guard, not some fat, smelly loser.

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