VANESSA 1-844-332-2639 ext 232
The Craving to pay is immense. Admit it, you have craved it for quite some time. I’m just not sure if you are really serious. It sounds great doesn’t it? But do you have what it takes to back up all of your talk? Let’s push you to your limit and see if you really have what it takes to be my finsub. Putting you through your paces should be lots of fun.
Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357 Pt 1
The Captain’s hand drifted from the creature’s tit down its side while her thumb pressed tighter against its throat to silence its ridiculous threats. Kayla sighed heavily as she ground herself into the sea monster’s tentacles. The struggle under her only made the Captain’s pussy that much wetter.
Without moving her hand from its throat, Kayla stood, still bent at the hips over the beast. Her hand that was fondling the beast’s breast unbuckles her breeches, and Kayla peeled them down with a wiggle till they reached her knees. No panties, just pale, smooth pirate pussy before the creature now as she turned just enough to sit back on its mouth.
It’s awkward with her hand still between her legs to hold its throat, but she makes it work. The hand that wiggled her pants down digs into the net to pull the creature’s cock through and stroke it tenderly.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
While I love the experience that an older man brings between my legs, I can’t deny that there’s something to be said about the eagerness of a young lover. And I must say that lately my young lovers have been a lot of fun.
Because their sex drive is so high they’re usually all about fucking me. Basically it’s fucking 24/7 with them. So imagine my surprise when I happened upon a young lover who didn’t really want to put his cock inside me…instead he needed me inside of him.
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Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410
My parents decided to go on vacation and left me with my Uncle Charlie for the week. The first few days at his house was a lot of fun! He let me stay up late and sleep in. We ordered a ton of junk food and just played video games all day long, but then the weekend ended, and he tried to make me go to bed early.
He said I needed a full night’s sleep if I was going to have a good day at school, but I don’t like being told what to do! I wanted to keep staying up late and doing what I wanted. My parents were on vacation, so I figured I should be too! I didn’t wanna go to school while they were away!
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Have you ever set a special date with someone and just couldn’t wait for that date to come? Maybe you talked about it, fantasized about it, dreamed about it, and got wet thinking about it? I love the anticipation, excitement and yearning of what could happen. Even the nervousness about it, wondering what it would be like. I had the opportunity of meeting a special sexy sissy baby Tami recently, and what transpired went beyond my wildest, dirty dreams
Shemale Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
I carried my small box of belongings down the dorm hallway, carefully scanning the door numbers for my room. When I finally saw the one matching my paperwork, I twisted the knob and inhaled deeply. This would be the first time I had to live with a roommate. A stranger. Someone who doesn’t know about me and my cock.
I was nervous. Would she understand or be uncomfortable sharing a room with a shy futanari coed?
Ariel – 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290
The other night I had the sexiest dream that I hope comes true. I had a threesome dream. The other participants were a lovely, what I assumed to be, married couple. Both were extremely sexy. He was a bigger, slightly husky black gentleman who was, but of course, hung. His partner was a very petite and curvy black woman with long black braids falling down to her lower back. We were all snuggled up in a massive bed, and I was in the middle! All of us completely naked. I’m tracing my fingers along both of their bodies, mapping out every place I want to place my lips. Next thing I know I’m being flipped over onto my stomach, and my threesome dream turned into an absolute fuck fest.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Bad Girl Club I guess you could say I am a charter member – I can’t really help it if it’s more fun to be bad than good. I make the most of teasing married and otherwise unavailable men. Why wouldn’t I enjoy holding all of the power?
Just the thought of my body has your dick hard doesn’t it? Imagining me kissing you and pleasing you. I mean, even a loser can dream. I am all about the money and the tease and you are all about me. The one thing you need to know is that I am always more than worth it. Just think of all of the time, energy and money you’ve squandered in the past on average to mediocre pussy when you could have just had the best.
The girlfriend experience is the most fun when a supposed “good girl” turns bad. It allows for the kind of dirty you’ve only fantasized about.
Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428
The missing panty mystery wasn’t hard to figure out. As you know I just returned from a cruise so the protocol is to rinse out my panties each night and hang them to dry. It is not maybe once in a while; it’s every night before putting them into the dirty laundry hamper. When traveling I have a special bag for them. They are nowhere to be found in my cabin. The little clothesline is back in its original position. I ask my roommate and she hasn’t seen them other than on the clothesline. The mystery begins. The missing panties are a French cut and pink in color. I have to drop the hunt for now because it is time to visit the island for the day. I’m a people watcher and something caught my eye. I moved closer to get a better look.
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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
I noticed that my neighbor had been acting weird. Every time I would go out to take out the trash, he would suddenly appear with an excuse to come outside and then stop me and ask me where I buy my stockings and aprons from. When I asked him if it was a gift for his wife, he ran back inside the house. Sometimes I catch him by his kitchen window peeking at me through the blinds. And what’s more, is that when I talk to him while watering my plants, I almost feel as if he is trying to mimic me. Maybe it’s all in my head. Maybe I’m misinterpreting everything….