Tag: #blonde

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I want to get naked for you, baby. Naked except for my sexy stilettos. High heels on only. I want you to see my body laid bare, my soft curves and smooth skin beckoning your touch. My breasts, firm and perky, nipples hard with desire. My taut tummy, leading down to my glistening pink pussy, already wet with anticipation.

I’ll recline on the bed, legs spread wide in invitation, my black stilettos pointed towards the ceiling. The cool leather against my feet, the ultimate teaser. I want you to drink in the sight of me, your eyes roaming hungrily over every inch. Your cock will be straining in your pants, rock hard and throbbing, aching to fill me up.

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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Once a year the club has a masquerade party. It’s open to nonmembers. But not just anyone can afford to attend. Tickets to this event are quite pricey. It’s so much fun though. I love the mystery of it all. No one is allowed to remove their masks. There was one gentleman that stood out. He sat in a dimly lit corner. Sipping on a smoked old fashioned. His quiet confidence was so sexy. He had major big dick energy. I could tell he was watching me. All night. He was so mysterious. I grew quite intrigued. And curious. As I danced, he watched intently. I began to get so freaking turned on. I felt the intensity from across the room. It was hot. He was doing things to me with his eyes. I felt it. He was having some intense fantasies. I’d never been so turned on like that while dancing. I actually felt like I was going to have an orgasm. That only happened during private dances. Never on stage. I started wondering if everyone could tell. I felt relieved to have the mask to hide behind. But maybe it also emboldened me. I was definitely feeling frisky.

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My Boyfriend Bob

Posted 1 week ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My boyfriend Bob and I were dreaming of an epic vacation to Hawaii – thought we’d soak up the sun, sip Mai Tais, and fuck like a pair of honeymooners. It was going to be bliss!

But leave it to that dummy to go and mess things up for us. He got himself fired from his cushy office job. Can you believe it? I was furious! All my daydreams of palm trees and piggyback rides on the beach were dashed. So I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I had a plan – a deliciously wicked plan. Poor Bob was bewildered when I marched into the bedroom brandishing makeup, wigs, and a heap of slutty outfits. “What the hell is all this, babe?” he asked, eyes wide as saucers. I just smirked. “It’s time for you to pay for our trip, one way or another.”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

When our paths first crossed, I could sense it in him, the need to be dominated, controlled, owned. He played the part of a powerful man alright, but his eyes betrayed him. They craved to be mastered. And so I made my move, drawing him in with honeyed words and veiled promises. He came to me of his own free will, thinking he’d find salve for his haughty desires as he did with all else in his life. But I had other plans for him.

Now he kneels before me, wrists bound, back striped raw from my crop. I walk around him in wide, slow circles, inspecting my pet. He shivers and quakes but dares not move, not unless I allow it. I am his Mistress and he is but a slave, a toy to be used. I trace a finger down his cheek and he leans into my touch, mewling softly. Already he forgets his place, the brat. I seize his hair and wrench his head back, forcing him to meet my gaze.

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Im Begging

Posted 4 weeks ago by Writer

Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

Was begging him, not in the way you might expect, but in the most honest way I could. Could see how lost he was, trapped in a world where nobody seemed to notice the struggle beneath his tough exterior. I didn’t want him to feel weak; I wanted him to feel strong again, the way he used to. But I was begging, desperate for him to see himself for what he truly was.

“Please,” I said softly, “just let go. Let me help you feel like a man again.”

He didn’t speak at first, staring into the distance, avoiding my gaze as though he couldn’t bear to look at me. But I kept begging, and my voice cracked with the weight of it. “You don’t have to hide behind this mask. You don’t have to pretend to be something you’re not. Just… let me in. Let me show you that you are enough.”

He shook his head, as if rejecting the very idea, but I couldn’t stop begging. “I know you’re in there, the man who deserves to feel proud of himself, the man who has strength to give. Please, let me help you see it. Let me

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Roxy 1-844-332-2639 Ext 414

Hey there. What brings you here today? Are you lonely Sweetie? Or are you super horny? Just tell me Baby. I’m here for you. I want to give you exactly what you’re looking for. All you have to do is say the word. Tell me what you need and long for. I am here to give it to you. Let’s escape reality together. Even if it’s just for a few moments in time. It will be well worth it. I promise you that.

I like all kinds of roleplays. With a wild imagination like mine, you’ll never be bored. I can always come up with something fun an exciting that will make you cum hard and squeal with delight. Let’s experience each other. Let me describe every detail of every curve of my body. I want to tell you exactly how I’m pleasuring myself. You will feel like you’re with me. Let’s get lost in each other and cum together. I can’t wait to get to know you intimately. I want to learn what turns you on. So I can do it for you. There’s nothing in the world that I love more than making people cum. It’s so satisfying.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Earlier this week, I embarked on a work trip to seal the deal with our biggest donor yet. Little did I know, this trip would turn out to be so much more than just another meeting.

As I entered the sleek conference room, I locked eyes with the powerful man across the table. He was even more handsome in person, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline that made my panties dampen instantly.

The meeting went smoothly, all the while picturing him pinning me against the wall and ravishing my body. Once the formalities were over, I suggested we continue the discussion over drinks at the rooftop bar. He accepted my “generous” offer with a devilish grin.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It started when my neighbor, Steve,  knocked on my door and handed me a sleek black box adorned with a red satin bow. “A little Valentine’s Day treat for you,” he said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. I thanked him and opened the box, revealing an assortment of gourmet truffles. They smelled divine, so I popped one into my mouth and savored the rich chocolate melting on my tongue.

Little did I know, those decadent treats held a secret ingredient – a potent aphrodisiac potion that would change everything. Steve must have slipped it in when I wasn’t looking! Later that evening, there was a knock at the door again. It was Steve, this time wearing a sinful grin.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It was a cold winter’s night when I received an unexpected invitation to my friend Jack’s annual holiday party. Being a bit of a social butterfly, I eagerly accepted. Little did I know, this party would be one for the books.

I arrived fashionably late, donning my favorite little red dress that hugged my curves just right. As I stepped inside, I was immediately hit with the festive atmosphere – twinkling lights, holiday tunes, and the chatter of guests. That’s when I noticed it…I was the only woman in attendance. A sea of handsome men, all dressed to the nines, turned to stare as I entered.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Dear pervert,

My body and soul yearn for you. I am your love socket, your warm, wet pussy to sink into. I crave being your personal cumdumpster, a receptacle for you to fill with your seed again and again.

All I can think about is presenting my supple body to you for your pleasure. I want to spread my legs and show you my glistening pink slit, just begging for your cock. My hole throbs and aches to be stretched wide by your thick, hard shaft.

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