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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

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A growl vibrated from his chest, and my pussy clenched around my fingers. I pumped them in hard, scraping my finger tips against my G-spot as he’d taught me. The wet, sloppy sounds of my fucking myself and my moans filled his bedroom. As my orgasm drew closer, my thighs trembled, getting weaker and weaker, bringing me lower and closer to his mouth. Like the viper he is, Larry stilled. He was waiting to strike, waiting till I was weak and slipped so his mouth could latch on to my cunt and drag me through my orgasm. Only, I pulled my fingers free before I fell over the edge. Panting, I sat on his chest and pushed my fingers into his mouth.

Daddy sucked at my fingers greedily like a starving man waiting to be fed. His eyes were darker than normal. Blotted almost black with the lust he was fighting. I was already in trouble; there was no reason to stop his turn now.

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Daddy’s Toy

Posted 2 weeks ago by Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

There are different types of men, and it makes sense that they would have different hobbies. Some men come home from a long day and plop down on the couch to watch sports. Others spend their time playing video games. Daddy likes to play with his toy.

He came home from a long day of work looking beat down. By the sun and by the hard labor of his blue-collar job. “Come here, girl.” He huffed as he sat down to kick off his boots. I watched the way his shoulders sagged into the couch, and how his eyes devoured me. I was wearing black lace panties and a loose tank top. No bra, just to tease him with the way the tips of my erect nipples drew up the thin fabric. His big hand patted his thigh, and I took a seat in his lap.

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Girls Night

Posted 3 weeks ago by Francie

Girls Night

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“Do you have to go out again?” Charlie whined from where he sat at the end of the bed, watching me get dressed for another night out. I smiled softly at him, the lie that was about to come out of my mouth was already staining my cheeks pink.

“It’s just a girls’ night. Don’t worry so much.” I could see the gears in his head turning. He wanted to ask why I was wearing such sexy lingerie if it was only a girls’ night. Or why I’d fussed so much over my hair, but he knew he’d only upset me by asking. We both knew I’d been secretive lately. Hiding my phone from him and not showing up when I say I will. Or coming home much later than planned. Charlie knew another man was in the picture; he just hadn’t allowed himself to admit it yet.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Gary woke up on a table tied down by his wrists and ankles. He had no clue where he was, but he had a gag in his mouth so he couldn’t ask me. He tried to lift up his head to look around the room, but that was no help either. He was a friend that had come to me previously, begging me for some anal training. I was happy to oblige.

Gary was able to look down at his own body and saw that his puckering asshole was ripe for the taking. I had a smooth vibrator with a narrow-pointed tip, and as it went down, it got wider. He wouldn’t believe the power in the vibration either, but he was about to find out.

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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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Step-Sister Is the FemDom You Crave

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

“Travis!” My mother bellowed up the stairs, and my step-brother fumbled out of his room as I was coming down the hallway. He kept his eyes down as he passed me and whimpered, “Sorry, excuse me.” He was jogging to see what she needed, but I noticed he’d left his laptop open on his bed in his hurry. Curious as to what kind of porn he’d be into, I stepped into his room and gazed at the screen. A pleasant thrill washed over me, seeing his search history was all for FemDom porn. “Rita, I’ll be back this evening. Be sure to do your chores!” She screamed up the stairs, and I hollered back.

“Oh, don’t worry. They’ll get done.”

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s in one’s best interest to avoid pain. In fact, it’s our most basic instinct to protect our bodies. Self-preservation and all that. However, it seems Sweet lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot lacks that very key component. As most Sadists do, he made himself known quickly. Lucas was frustrated, and he wanted to hurt something, better yet, someone. He’s a sadist, not a monster; he did warn Kayla before allowing her to submit to him.

He told the stupid girl he was in a foul mood. A mood meant to inflict so much pain that the cops would be called if anyone were to hear the wails from her pretty lips. This should have made her run or at least think twice, but not Kayla. Her pussy pulsed at the idea of hurting for him. She didn’t even ask for a safe word when she submitted to the sadist.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I convinced Sir to attend trivia night with me recently.  He told me that I would owe him big time for making him use his big brain rather than his little one.  I shivered as I anticipated being punished for making him think.  Of course, we won trivia night and the prize money that went with it.  Sir tucked the winnings into my purse to spend on myself at another time.  However, he bent down to whisper in my ear that it was time for him to claim his own winnings.  I trembled as he ushered me out of the bar by my elbow and into the car taking me home.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

A woman like myself has earned your worship and devotion.  My pleasure should be your focus.  A submissive man like you knows your place and duty in my world.  You very well know that my pleasure brings you pleasure as well.  So, let’s start with you on your knees in front of me.  I want to hear all the ways that I’m superior to you and how you long to worship me in many ways.  Tell me how you’re unworthy but appreciate my attention and the pleasure I give you.  Then describe how you’d like to make me cum several times before I reward you with your own pleasure.

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He owned a laser hair removal company. It was a slow afternoon, and he was in a talkative mood. I think he was just lonely and wanted someone to talk to. He told me that he was so appreciative of me for listening. Then he told me that he was going to give me a lifetime of free full body laser hair removal. I couldn’t believe it. I’d always wanted laser hair removal. But it’s so expensive. I thanked him profusely. He knew how excited and appreciative I was. That made him happy. He said that it made him feel so good to be able to reciprocate for my kindness.

It felt almost too good to be true. But after making the appointment I knew it was. She asked me if I wanted numbing cream. But I told her no. I felt like my pain tolerance was okay. And everything I read said it feels like a rubberband popping you. That didn’t sound so bad. But boy, was I wrong!

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