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There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes me weak in the knees. And I met a truly genuine one at the rodeo. He looked so fucking sexy roping the bulls in his wranglers, cowboy hat and boots, and leather chaps. Mmmmm… that smell of leather gets me so wet. With the way all of the girls were fawning over him, he had to know how good lookin’ he is. But I caught his eye.  One thing led to another, and he asked me out for dinner. What I hadn’t anticipated was how dressed up he was. He looked so handsome in his black felt cowboy hat and sports coat. And he brought me a dozen pink roses. He informed me that he’d made reservations at an upscale steak house, so I hurriedly slipped into a little black dress. And we were off. I had really misjudged him. That’s what I get for judging a book by it’s cover. The way he smirked at all of his little groupies led me to believe that he was just a pretty boy player. But he was actually quite the gentleman.

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The Ocean Goddess

Posted 2 days ago by Anna

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After Anna was lucky enough to taste Ocean Goddess Francie and swallow her whole, Francie took her by the hand, and they walked together towards warmer pastures. The snow had indeed melted and Francie led her to a beach that glittered under the moonlight.

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Isabelle (1-844-33-CANDY) #464

The Mile High Club was something I’ve only read about since I’ve wanted to experience it. As the older man with silver temples guided me toward the cramped airplane lavatory, I knew this was happening. He’d been watching me since boarding. His gaze was bold and appreciative. When he’d passed my seat, he leaned down to whisper, ” Join me in five minutes if you’re adventurous”.

Now locked in the tiny space. His mouth was on my neck, smelled like whiskey and mint as his lips pressed against mine. I could feel his hard dick through his expensive trousers, thick and insistent against my belly. “I’ve wanted to bend you over since I saw you boarding”. He growled, his fingers deftly unbuttoning my jeans. I moaned as he put his hand over my mouth, as the other one was in my panties, his experienced fingers finding my clit immediately.”Turn around,” he commanded.”Hands on the sink”.

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The Bellagio

Posted 2 weeks ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The other day, Ethan called via video chat. “Hey, gorgeous,” he said with a grin. “I’m at the Bellagio. You have time for some fun?” Behind him, the iconic fountains erupted in perfect, choreographed chaos. “Did you seriously just call me from Vegas?” I laughed, “You KNOW how badly I wanna go!”

He tilted his phone, giving me a panoramic view of the fountains. Then, without a word, he shifted the camera. The fountain’s roar faded into a soft, low hum as the focus snapped to him. He was standing in a plush, midnight‑blue suit, with the jacket unbuttoned just enough to reveal the crisp line of his chest.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

He wants me to be his virtual girlfriend. I told him that I would love that. We spent a while just talking and getting to know each other. It was as if we had known each other forever. We really hit it off. He told me that he just wanted someone that he could talk to every day about anything and everything. Like a long distance relationship basically. I send him pictures and he says he loves to show me off to his friends. Sometimes we just masturbate together but sometimes we have elaborate roleplays while we do it.

One time we did a really hot brother and sister roleplay. We were at home alone. I walked in on him while he was in the shower masturbating. But he didn’t see me. So I just stayed and watched. I was so turned on and horny. So I went into my room and laid down on my bed. I lifted up my dress and took my panties off. My pussy was so wet. I started rubbing it while I closed my eyes and thought about my brother in the shower.

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Isabelle 1844-33-CANDY Ext 464

I spent the whole day teasing my neighbor like the slutty bratty girl that I am in my tiny bikini and cut-off shorts as I garden. The way he kept “accidentally” walking by as I kept bending over as I was pulling the weeds was adorable. His wife was home too, which made it even more deliciously naughty.

Tonight I’m feeling particularly bratty and decided to wear my shortest skirt with no panties to the corner bar. keeps looking down when I “accidentally” drop my napkin, and I slowly bend down to pick it up. I’ve already gotten three free drinks in an hour; I swear I’m the luckiest.

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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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Christmas

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

There I was, tied to a kitchen chair on Christmas Eve, while Father Murphy chanted Latin over a spray bottle of sacred water. My aunt snapped her fingers near my face, trying to “jolt the demon out,” while my mother sobbed in the hallway.

It all started when I’d panicked and screamed, “I see the Ghost of Christmas Past!” at dinner after seeing my ex-boyfriend’s photo in a social media ad. Now, my Grandma insisted I was possessed by one of Scrooge’s Christmas ghosts.

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Coat Check

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Miss Anna got a part time job as the coat check girl at a local banquet hall. She loved flirting with all the men as they dropped off and picked up their coats, or even their wives coats for that matter. One day, she was obnoxiously chewing bubble gum waiting for her next patron, when suddenly in stumbled her naughty nephew accompanied by a date.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I came in Santa Claus’ lap. That’s when I first realized that my attraction to white headed older men was intense. It may even be a fetish. As far back as I can remember, I would get so excited to go see him. Not excited like most kids, excited sexually. At first, I just felt so safe and secure in his big, strong arms. Then somewhere along the line, that turned sexual. I remember sitting on his lap in my Sunday school dress and my little silky panties. The way his soft velvet pants felt against my little pussy made me want to rub it back and forth. Then I felt his hard cock protruding through them and rubbing on my little ass. That really turned me on. My little panties were so wet.

I would lay in bed at night and fantasize about Santa Claus. Most kids would fantasize and dream about what Santa was going to bring them. But I would dream about what I wanted Santa Claus to do to me. I can’t tell you how many times I played with my pussy while thinking about Santa.

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