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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

Caught in a compromising position, of pussy out and fingers shoved deep in said pussy. Molly makes the quick decision to just go with the flow and see where this could lead. “Pardon my mess on the desk good sir.” Molly slowly pulls her fingers from her hole. “My momma raised a good girl and I always clean behind myself. Pulling her legs off the desk, Molly moves closer to the desktop. She makes sure to keep eye contact with him while lowering her head to the desktop. Molly leans down more and licks her cum off the desktop. Watching his Adam’s apple bob causes Molly pussy to start reviving itself. Molly stands up and picks the envelope holding the cleaning crew’s Holiday bonus. She leisurely ambles her way over to him. Looking to his name tag, “Carl, this is the cleaning crew’s Holiday Bonus.” She rubs the envelope across her chest, before handing it over to Carl. “Sorry that it’s a little wet. I didn’t realize how messy I can be.” With a wink to Carl, Molly backs away and moves towards the front of the desk.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

“Lucky me!” Molly groans. I drew the short stick and now I must wait around the office for the jingling of cleaning crew’s keys to show up so I can give them their Holiday bonus.  Molly plops in her office chair and throws her legs up on the desk.  “I hope they don’t take forever getting here. I am tired and horny and ready to go home.”  Well, more horny than tired Molly thinks to herself. The quiet of the office settles in around Molly.  Only the low hum of the computers competes with the ticking clock as noise.  Molly glances at the clock again, only five minutes have passed since she last looked at it.  Frustrated about having to wait, Molly closes her eyes and tries to meditate. As Molly frustration over having to wait lessens, another feeling starts building in her.  “I am so horny! I haven’t been fucked in weeks and my pussy is demanding that I fix that.” Molly tries to slide her pencil skirt up towards her waist but realizes that her plump ass is not allowing that to happen. Popping out of the chair and lowering the zipper to her skirt.

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Candy Cane Fun

Posted 2 years ago by Writer
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I saw this really fun little thing while I was at the mall. Just walking through, minding my own business. Picked up some new panties as a gift to myself, because of course, I would! But, wandering through random stores and booths brought me to a fun holiday surprise! Sitting on the shelf of a toy store hidden in a back hallway, it sat. A long, thick, absolutely adorable candy cane. A candy cane dildo. Santa seems to have come early this year for me! No pun intended. But that little surprise quickly ended up in my shopping bags for a little me time.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Not long after my home had been broken into, I started fucking Daniel, the masked man.
Given that, Daniel broke into my home and forced his way into my pussy. He started showering me with the most luxurious gifts, dates, and trips. Not to mention, he gave me his big cock if I was a good girl.

Just as before, when Daniel left my house. A gift and a note would be left.

This time, the gift was an oversized white box, wrapped in exquisite gold and silver paper. On top was a large red bow. The card’s envelope, also red, had a gold monogrammed “D” wax seal.

The note read as follows, “Get ready sexy. Tonight, you’re getting the most luxurious winter fuck you’ve always wanted. Be ready for the helicopter at 6:00 pm sharp”. Inside the box, is an amazing Bottega Veneta beige minx fur coat. In addition, there was a Cartier diamond necklace, bracelet, and earrings.

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NO LEFT OVERS

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

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NO LEFT OVERS

I had the strangest call out of the blue today. It was one of my exes from forever ago. I’d NEVER forget him though.

I answered the phone and he asked if I remembered the last Christmas party we throw together. Hehe I’d NEVER forget it. We both ate so much we could barley move to walk company out. But after calling a few ride shares for the extra inebriated guest. Thinking back to that night I have to admit he’s always been irresistible to me.I’d start a puddle in my panties just looking at him. Mmm finished throwing away ALL the left over cups scattering the house Continue reading “NO LEFT OVERS” →

Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
One of my favourite things to do (much to my sissies enjoyment) is fuck BBC’s. I mean, how can you even resist them? They’re like a magnet for us ladies! You can’t help but look at them in awe. Thick as your wrist, and so long you can barely fit them inside! But the one that I just had this week really took the cake. I have never experienced a fat cock like that! I’ve turned into even more of a slut, wishing all day and praying for another to come along. I’ve turned into a BBC fanatic, just like my sissies!
 

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Molly 1844-332-2639 ext 449

I had gotten off of work early and was anticipating getting home before my son and friends got to the house for their holiday break.  My foot pressed the gas pedal a little harder with thoughts of a hot bath and a jilling off session that would get me ready and relaxed before my guest arrived. Driving with a purpose and thoughts of which toys I would use in this much needed self-pleasure time, had my pussy leaking into my thong underwear. Less, than 10 minutes from home a thought popped into my head. Last month for my birthday, as a gag gift from a girlfriend, I had received a triple stimulator vibrator. “Oh yeah!” Mommy Molly is about to explore the possibilities of double penetration. I took the last corner on what felt like on two wheels, as my excitement began to build up.  Oh, I hope that toy was built well, because I am about to put it through its paces.

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
I absolutely love visiting my friends. I’m sure you’re thinking, “Duh, of course, this girl loves hanging out with her stupid friends!” And I know that’s obvious. But that’s not what I’m talking about! I’m talking about when I go over to my guy friend’s places. Not like, fuck-buddies or anything. A lot of them have girlfriends or some sort of weird “we’re not official” relationship going on. But god does my mind wander. I’ll give you an example of it. Just the other day I went down to my friend Dan’s place and my mind really was working overtime.
 

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Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

After my spanking ordeal, word got around school that I was a bad girl and Mr. R had spanked me. I was only partially humiliated by this. It also kind of made me feel naughty, and I’m finding, I LIKE to feel naughty.

A few days after the rumors calmed down, Rebecca called. “Hey girl, I heard you got spanked by Mr. R. You need to be careful because he gets excited by it. Like REALLY excited. If it happens again, peek around the corner when he enters the back room, and you’ll see what I mean.” Her warning confused me. Did Mr. R get excited by giving spankings the same way I do? Was he touching himself after? I had to find out.

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Tessa 844-322-2639 ext. 445

You had this devious look in your eyes from the moment we saw each other. I had an eerie feeling that something uncapped was going to go down. The inner voice in me wanted to tell you, “Don’t take it easy on me, I have a dirty mind too!”

Before I had time to say anything, you heaved your body into mine. That led us to the bedroom. You dominated me in every imaginable way.  I had already accepted that any attempt on my end to stop this rendezvous would be a lost cause. From the bedroom, you pushed me on the bed. Then you ripped my panties off, and started going wild on my pussy. My legs were spread wide open and your face completely entrapped in my cunt.  You couldn’t get enough of suckling on my sweet nectar. That alone drove me absolutely wild. In all that was going on, I never forget that Tessa herself has a dirty, filthy mind.

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