Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

The other weekend, some friends and I decided to go out on our quads and enjoy an incredible summer day together.  As the day progressed, and we imbibed in beer and cheap wine, we became horny and rambunctious.  I developed a brilliant booze fueled idea!  I found a box and cut it apart and taped it back together to form a wall.  Then I cut a hole in the center and wrote “mobile glory hole” over it.  I attached it to the passenger’s side of the quad frame.  Next, I recruited the most sober of my girlfriends to drive me around to other camps.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

My boss at JT Higgins sent me on a business trip to New York.  Getting to the airport on time was manic.  Everyone was in a rush as we were boarding the plane.  I finally got to my seat and got settled in. Before take-off, we had one late arrival and of course, he was seated next to me.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It feels so cozy in this pile of blankets. I’m awaiting my tantric massage. The room is lit with dozens of aromatherapy candles, filling the room with the aphrodisiac effects of jasmine and patchouli. I’m so relaxed that I start to doze off. When I open my eyes, Rico is sitting beside me. There is a small ceramic pot of hot oil beside him being warmed over a candle. “Hello Miss Julie” his smile is warm and inviting. “Hello Rico, it’s very nice to meet you” I whisper. “Likewise Julie” he replies.  Then he goes on to explain to me that a tantric massage is a very sensual TOTAL BODY MASSAGE.  I agree to indulge. He gets a tiny drop and rubs it between his hands before beginning at my temples, then to my scalp, forehead, and working his way down my arms and to my legs. His stern but sensual hands leave no muscle untouched. It feels so good and I’m lost in pure ecstasy.

I’m now on my stomach and he’s manipulating every muscle in my back. He works his way down to my glutes and he knows exactly what to do. He’s kneading his way to

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bob

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

I called my Sissy Slut Bob over. I patted the bed and signaled for him to come sit. ‘’What is it, Mommy Anna?’’ said my Sissy Slut. ‘’We’ve been invited to a Swinger’s Party, and you’re going. I’m going to dress you up in something special, because I have to show you off as MY Sissy Slut. Sissy Slut Bob became overjoyed. I reached into my boudoir and dressed my Sissy Slut in a mini skirt, fishnet stockings, high heels, a top to match,  and my Sissy Slut’s favorite dark-haired wig. The top was patterned with upside down pineapples, the known symbol of swingers.

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The Park Bench

Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It’s in the middle of spring walking along the parkway. I am wearing a stunning purple strappy sundress and tan wedged heels. My hair was all curly and pulled up in a sexy bun wearing my glasses. I can smell the manly musk in the moonlight air, wondering where it will lead me too. The night is still so young, should I give in to my urge or should I wait?

 

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Bukkake is fun, like a shower of cum. Everyone loves a good, warm shower. Now, I usually would be the one laying on my back with twenty guys jerking off over my face, but today, it’s your turn. You can stop saying no because I don’t really care. This is happening whether you like it or not.

I’ve already got the hotel room booked and the boys lined up. I’ve expressed to them that you are a no-limits kinda sissy, so make sure you douche before we go!

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

What I want from you is for you to teach me your own definition of sin! What is so bad dirty and filthy when it comes to sex that you would consider it sinful? I want you to use me and my tiny body to not just tell me but to SHOW me what you mean. If it’s fuckin a teen girl who is bearly legal then fuck me. Is it anal? Slid that cock right in my ass baby. How about throat fuckin a girl until she has tears running down her face and is gasping for air around your cock because she can’t breathe?

My mouth is yours to fuck! How about using ropes and binds to fuck a sweet innocent thing in a forced fantasy where she has nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide and no one can hear her scream while you have your way with her. He tiny body not strong enough to fight your much bigger and stronger frame off of hers while you make all her holes useful through her screams?

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Innocent Little Mila

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Mila isn’t as innocent as her big brother would like to think. I’ve been babysitting her for longer than he’s been away at college, but I guess since he’s a guy and all, he always thinks he knows better. However, his little sister is growing into a wild thing, and honestly, it hasn’t taken that much influence from me to get her there.

He thinks of her as a kid, and I wanted to help her seem like a woman in his eyes, so I dressed her in slutty lingerie and a micro skirt. I did her makeup like a stripper, and she looked hot as hell if I do say so myself. I mean, I was doing him a favor! Helping him see the real her, so why did he bust into her bedroom and yell at me?

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 After a long week, my friend recommended her tantric masseur. She said it would be life changing and the best thing I could do for myself on Self Care Saturday. And after the week that I’d had, it didn’t take much convincing.

Driving up, I wonder if I’m at the right place. It doesn’t look anything like the massage places I usually go to. There are no windows, just very creative and talented graffiti art. Maybe I should text my friend? I wonder, when a woman came out smiling, happy, and carefree. Ok, I guess I am at the right place.

I’m hit with the aroma of incense when I open the door. The room is dark and smoky. A gypsy type woman is behind the counter. Nervously I approach her. “Yes, I’m here to see Rico” my voice quivers. She grins and giggles at my naivety. “Come with me honey” she motions. I follow her through a bead curtain into a dark hallway. She has long, brown, wavy hair, a long, flowy, hippie skirt, bare feet, lots of anklets and toe rings, and she smells like patchouli. There is a dark, old, wooden door at the end of the

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve got a crush on a runner. He’s tall and lean. I can tell by his gait that he must have a huge dick. There’s only one problem. I’m not a runner. So, I’ve been stalking him a little. I’ve mapped out the running trail he takes every morning and thought it’d be a good idea to try to bump into him there.

I wore short, little running shorts and a loose tank top over my sports bra. In the beginning, I started off strong, or so I thought. I was running hard and feeling nature all around me. The morning sun beat over my sweaty face, and the uneven ground crunched under my sneakers. I was trying! My lungs were on fire, and my legs were cramping. He’d be by any minute now, and I didn’t want him to see me struggling, so I stopped by a big tree and bent forward, gasping for air.

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