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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Well, Tami, it’s time to show you your new room. I know you’ve been curious about it ever since I told you I was building it…I think you’re really going to love it!” “I can’t wait to see it, Amber! You’ve been teasing me for weeks now…I hope it’s as naughty as you’ve been making it sound.” “Oh, it’s naughty alright. But I think you’re going to like it. Come on, let me show you.”I lead Tami down the hallway and stop in front of a door. I take a deep breath and open it, revealing a room full of sexy play toys that would make any sissy whore blush.

“Wow, Amber! This is incredible! Look at all these toys!” Tami exclaims as she runs her hands over the various sex toys scattered around the room. “I’m glad you like it. I wanted to make sure you had everything you needed to have a good time. But that’s not all. I have a surprise for you.” “A surprise? What is it?” “Well, I’ve been doing some research and I found out about these hormone treatments that can help you become a girl. I thought it

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Here in the south we are all about some southern hospitality. You hear all the time that so and so would give you the shirt off his back. We are always there for someone in their time of need. I have a sneaking suspicion that you are in a time of need right this second. Your cock that is lol. I would be more than happy to give you the shirt off my back. I’ll even through in the pants, bra, and panties. Just throw everything I have right at your feet. Give you’re cock an eye full! You wouldn’t mind an eye full either I bet. A naked sexy teen right in front of you. Ready to help you in anyway that she can.

No man in his right mind would mind that kind of help. That is what you get when you call a girl like me. Always ready to please and ready to be a proud southern girl and do my roots proud. What kind of southern hostess would I be if I didn’t make sure my guest had everything he could possibly need? A pretty bad one. Don’t you worry though. My momma taught me right.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Let me tell you, today was one wild day at school. I’m not even kidding. See, I’ve been FWB with this dude ever since school began this year. We’re talking two months straight of quickly hooking up whenever we can. Today just took the cake though.

So I’m sitting there in class, barely paying attention as usual. All I can think about is getting my mind blown. I sneak a peek over at the hottie I’m secretly banging. He catches my eye and throws me a wink. I knew right then and there we’d be fucking within the hour.

He texted me after class was over, all – Meet me in Custodian Closet 5. Now.

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Hair Fetish

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Chad had been cutting my hair for a couple of years. I knew he had a hair fetish. But I hadn’t realized just how kinky he was, until one day. He had already talked me into an undercut. He was very into it. And it was always such a sensual and erotic experience. He confessed that he loved the smooth feel. He couldn’t keep his hands off of my neck. And he could never hide how hard his cock was afterwards. One day he asked me if I trusted him. Of course I did. I wouldn’t have let him cut my hair if I didn’t. He told me that he really needed a model. He told me that I would have to agree to let him do anything. I would have to sign a consent form. No one else would’ve been able to talk me into such a thing. But this man was very charismatic and convincing. I’ve never been able to tell him no. So I agreed.

The day had come. I was nervous but also excited. One thing I knew for sure is that I would have a totally different hairstyle by tonight.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

It’s the time of the year when companies throw holiday parties as if getting plastered and sharing cheap gifts with coworkers is something their employees actually want to do. I know my boyfriend sure doesn’t. He isn’t really a people person, more of a homebody, but he hasn’t worked for the company very long and was expected to show up. His Boss had said it would mean a lot to his team.

When he told me about the party, I was excited! We’re opposites in that way, you know? It’s probably one of the reasons why we work out so well together. I took his credit card and spent the day shopping for a party dress, getting my nails done, and even went for a massage. I took the time to pamper myself. If I was going to have to put up with him whining all night that he didn’t want to be there, I at least wanted to look and feel good doing it.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s Thanksgiving weekend and old friends are in town, providing the perfect opportunity for some debauchery and carnal catch-ups. I ran into three of my rowdy college buddies at a bar on Wednesday night, and before long, we were all back at my place, eager to reconnect in a very physical way.

As soon as the door closed, clothes began flying as we pounced on each other with lustful abandon. My skirt and panties were swiftly removed, followed by my lacy bra, leaving me naked and vulnerable to their hungry gazes. Strong hands groped and squeezed my breasts and ass as hard cocks pressed insistently against me from all angles.

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You’re late

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re late,” I say, checking my watch as you slide into the chair across from me. “Sorry, traffic was a heavy,” you apologize, signaling the waitress for a cup of coffee. “So, what’s good here?” I raise an eyebrow at you. “I’m not a menu, Alex.” You laugh, the sound warm and genuine. “No, I meant the coffee shop. What’s good here?” I shrug. “Their lattes are decent. But if you’re looking for something stronger, I know a place around the corner.”

You lean forward, eyes sparkling with interest. “Oh? Do tell.” I smirk. “I’ll take that as a yes. But first, let me finish my coffee.” You sit back, sipping your own drink as you watch me. I can feel your gaze on me, and I can’t help but squirm a little under your scrutiny. I’m wearing my favorite little black dress, the one that hugs my curves just right and leaves little to the imagination. I know I look good, and I can tell from the way your eyes keep drifting down to my cleavage that you agree. Finally, I finish my coffee and stand up, grabbing my purse. “Ready?” You nod, and we make our

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m home visiting family for the Thanksgiving and I’m already having the best holiday ever! Let me tell you – the moment I stepped back into my hometown, all those familiar faces started popping up out of nowhere. High school friends, old flings, even some of my favorite teachers. Speaking of the latter…

There was one in particular I always had a special connection with. Mr. Thompson, the English Lit teacher who made those dusty old novels come alive in a way no one else could. He was the total package – passionate, brilliant, and devilishly handsome to boot.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I had to tell my Pillow Princess the truth. You see, from a very young age he was drawn to girly girl panties and cable knee socks. He even tried to sneak them into the cart while shopping with his mom. He loved the days of the week panties and the ones with the little flowers. At Christmas all of his little cousins would throw the unwanted socks and panties aside. But for him, that was the most exciting gift he could receive. So he would go scoop them up when no one was looking. He would hide them and treasure them. His dream was to have a girly girl panties and socks drawer like all of girls in the family. At Christmas time he couldn’t wait to get a hold of the Sears catalog to look at the lingerie section. He would earmark all of the silky sheer panties and cable knee socks. The thing is, he thought he was being sneaky. But I had to tell him the truth. He wasn’t hiding anything from anybody. Everyone knew. His mom even found panties he left in the dryer.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

You couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief wash over you as you walked out of the hospital, CJ’s small hand tightly clutching yours. After the scare you both had, it was a miracle that he was going to be okay. You couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions – worry, fear, and most of all, gratitude. You had always known that taking care of CJ was a big responsibility, but you had never imagined that it would involve a trip to the ER.

As you made your way to the car, you couldn’t help but think back to the events that had led up to this moment. It had all started when CJ decided to go for a walk by himself, despite your explicit instructions to stay put. You had been on the phone, chatting with him on the Candy line, when suddenly you heard the sound of traffic in the background. Your heart stopped as you realized that CJ wandered off. You rushed out of the house, your heart pounding in your chest, and you found CJ standing in the middle of the road. You carefully got him out of there, scooped him up in

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