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Your Sister's Dildo

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The house was supposed to be empty! Finally, your parents were back at work, and your sister was at school. It was time to fill your little boypussi with the only cock shaped thing you knew to find. Your sister stashes her dildo in the back of her closet in a pillowcase-lined shoe box. Not wanting to waste any time, you rush into her closet and pull out the massively thick eight-inch fake cock. Yours isn’t even half this size, and holding something so big in your hand makes your sissy clitty leak.

Too excited to return to your room, you push down your pants and bend over your sister’s bed. One hand scrolling sissy porn on your phone, the other guiding the thick head to your sissyhole. Carefully, you sit back on it and moan. That’s what you’ve been needing! To be filled up. You were so focused on the porn in your hand and how good the head of the dildo felt as it stretched you open that you didn’t even hear your sister walk in, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna visited the doctor’s office recently. There was a cute little receptionist. As she approached the desk, she noticed his half-bitten nails with nail polish still on them that was a crimson red. Miss Anna complimented him on the color , and he blushed and turned just as red as the nail color itself.

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Why Should I Care?

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I have one question: why should I care? You call me saying you wish to entertain me, which should mean you do what I say and how I say it. When I told you I wanted to hear you ride the dildo, you thought I would only make you suck; you said that it would hurt. Yeah, and?

Why should I care if you didn’t prepare your ass for a rough fucking? Why should I care if you don’t have lubricant to make it more comfortable? I thought this was about me and what I wanted. Isn’t that what you said?

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Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

He kneeled blindfolded with his hands behind his back on my dorm room floor. “Bounce bitch.” I barked as I buckled the thicker strap-on harness over my hips. The tall, pink dildo impaled in his ass was still mostly visible. Lazy fucking loser.

I stomped over and pushed down hard on his shoulders. A strangled whine exploded from his lips as the dildo filled him. I giggled as his tied-up cock flexed under the tightly tied red ribbon. “Awh, what is it? Is the dildo too big? Too bad! Bounce on it and prepare that tight little boy pussi cus this one is twice as thick.” I slapped his tear-stained face with the cock swinging from my harness.

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext. 220
I am so tired of not being pleased. Men just don’t understand the frustration of it. All they do is whine about their blue balls from being turned away by a woman. Why don’t they ever think about why that is happening? We want to be ravished by men, treated as the hot pieces of ass we are. The last time a man tried to please me, he wouldn’t even lick my pussy! How rude have men become? Is chivalry really gone, as the people say? Maybe some man out there still knows how to take a woman, really make her squirm.
 

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Begging for It

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

Begging for It

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Begging for it is something I swore I would never do. But here I am, and that’s exactly what I’m doing. I need it. That big, hard dick needs to be deep inside of me because I can’t last much longer without it.

It’s the best feeling I’ve ever had; your dick touches all of the right places and it doesn’t matter what hole you put it in. I just know that I have to have it.

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Crystal 1-844-332-2369 ext 434

I LOVE wearing pantyhose, especially for a panty pervert who loves FEET! Just the other day, I was grocery shopping in a tight skirt and thigh-high pantyhose. This man just kept being in the same aisle as me, so finally, I approached him and told him to get on his knees and beg me for it. Of course, he immediately got on his knees and asked if he could play with me.

I was feeling generous, so I said yes and had him meet me at my place. He was already hard when he walked in. I had him strip down to his boxers, but….oops, they were panties he was wearing, I should have known, truthfully. His little dick was rock hard staring at me with my skirt pulled up, and my garter showing.

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I have a special toy.  His name is Fuck Hole.  That’s because he doesn’t need any other name.  If I gave him a person name, he’d think he’s a person deserving of dignity.  He’s not though, all he is to me and all he’ll ever be is a set of holes to shove things into.  Last weekend I had so much fun destroying his pussy.  He has this fuck machine and made the mistake of giving himself to me completely.  He’s been begging me for so long to be my slut completely with no way of taking back that control.  I finally agreed and told him that I wouldn’t have any mercy and that his pussy fuck hole belonged to me until I got bored of obliterating it.

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