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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes me weak in the knees. And I met a truly genuine one at the rodeo. He looked so fucking sexy roping the bulls in his wranglers, cowboy hat and boots, and leather chaps. Mmmmm… that smell of leather gets me so wet. With the way all of the girls were fawning over him, he had to know how good lookin’ he is. But I caught his eye.  One thing led to another, and he asked me out for dinner. What I hadn’t anticipated was how dressed up he was. He looked so handsome in his black felt cowboy hat and sports coat. And he brought me a dozen pink roses. He informed me that he’d made reservations at an upscale steak house, so I hurriedly slipped into a little black dress. And we were off. I had really misjudged him. That’s what I get for judging a book by it’s cover. The way he smirked at all of his little groupies led me to believe that he was just a pretty boy player. But he was actually quite the gentleman.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Dr. Julie, I want you to be my sex therapist. It sounds like you’re exactly what I’ve been needing. I’m basically in a sexless marriage. I’ve lost my confidence and just feel like I’m in a rut. She has broken me down for so long  that I feel like I can never be good enough for her or anyone else. She’s so vanilla and I was too. But after everything she’s put me through, I have a strong desire to explore my sexuality. I have an urge to try new, exciting things. The thought of it is more arousing than you can even imagine. I know I can tell you anything and you’re not going to judge me. That’s what I need. I need someone that is excited to help me fulfill all of my fantasies and fetishes no matter how naughty, dirty, or kinky they are.

I couldn’t help but notice how just talking about it made him so hard in his pants. So I asked him where he would like to start. He told me that he had always been curious about anal play. I was hoping he would say that, and I couldn’t contain my excitement.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

My friend Andy stopped by one night and luckily for him, I was so horny. I was in a pleasing mood, so I thought a nice, relaxing blowjob would do the trick. He walked into my house and around the couch, and I pushed him down on the couch and told him to get comfortable. I grabbed a few pillows and set them down on the ground, so I had a spot to get comfortable too. After all, I was going to be on my knees for a while.

My mouth was watering at the thought of his cock in my mouth, growing bigger and thicker. I crawled closer to him like I was in heat. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to pull out his precious specimen. “Holy Crap! Is that a piercing down there?” I said. That was going to be even more delicious. I wrapped my soft lips around his soft cock and swallowed all the way to his balls.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It was just a typical Titty Tuesday when my phone rang. “Rachel, can we do a video cam call on teams?” he asked me in a very meek voice. I told him that I would love to. But I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. When he took off his pants, I needed a magnifying glass to see it. It was the most itty bitty, tiniest penis I have ever seen in my life. I told him that it couldn’t even really be classified as a penis. That thing was way closer to a clitoris. So I told him that from now on, he’s going to refer to it as his clit. I also told him that from now on he should wear panties and learn how to have sex like a girl. So I made him go get a pair of his wife’s panties and her smallest dildo. Then I told him to get some lube. I had him put the panties on so that I could take pictures of him in them.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s official. Santa is a sissy. He came to me for sex therapy and it was a full on confessional. It all started years ago when he first married Mrs. Claus. He found her panties so irresistible. One day while she was away, he was missing her so. So much that he grabbed a pair of her panties just to get a whiff of her scent and feel close to her. But it turned him on so much that he felt an intense urge to put them on. When he did, he got an instant hard on. From that day forward, he was addicted. But it didn’t stop there. One day a few years into their marriage, he discovered her dildo. He started licking it and sucking on it to taste her pussy. And that turned him on so much that he felt an intense urge to stick it up his ass. He hasn’t been able to stop since. But he was very ashamed to admit that his fetish had progressed.

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Chris Crinkle

Posted 2 months ago by Cory

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Chris flopped onto the changing table, as he does, and I very suddenly found myself once again under the thrall of the most exquisite, crinkly symphony known to ABDL Mamas all around the world…the sound of a fresh diaper being unpeeled. It’s not just a sound, mind you; it’s an experience.

To me, it’s like a cross between a thousand candy wrappers conspiring to overthrow the kingdom. As I slotted the diaper beneath Chris’s wriggling bottom, the crinkle echoed in my ears like a church bell rung by a giggling choir of cherubs. Chris, ever the playful menace, squirmed and barked, “Mama, you’re doing it too dramatically!” as if he didn’t know that the sound was a sacred ritual, a sonic lullaby, a sound so pure it could make a grown woman weep (with laughter, of course).

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I came in Santa Claus’ lap. That’s when I first realized that my attraction to white headed older men was intense. It may even be a fetish. As far back as I can remember, I would get so excited to go see him. Not excited like most kids, excited sexually. At first, I just felt so safe and secure in his big, strong arms. Then somewhere along the line, that turned sexual. I remember sitting on his lap in my Sunday school dress and my little silky panties. The way his soft velvet pants felt against my little pussy made me want to rub it back and forth. Then I felt his hard cock protruding through them and rubbing on my little ass. That really turned me on. My little panties were so wet.

I would lay in bed at night and fantasize about Santa Claus. Most kids would fantasize and dream about what Santa was going to bring them. But I would dream about what I wanted Santa Claus to do to me. I can’t tell you how many times I played with my pussy while thinking about Santa.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s that time of year again. My friend’s annual company Christmas party. It all started when he first joined the real estate firm several years ago. I was his date to his first Christmas party, and I’ve been his date every year since. He told me that I was his good luck charm. His boss and his boss’ wife love me, like really love me. The industry itself is drenched in sleeping your way to the top. But this firm in particular is over the top. Let’s just say that the boss’ wife didn’t become the highest producing agent in the city by chance. And the craziest part is that her husband loves it. It turns him on that she’s a nymphomaniac that loves to fuck everybody. He really loves it when he gets to watch. So every year they try to get me to go home with them. But this year got crazier than ever!

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nipple play Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Liam was frantic when he finally showed up for our play date. He was always a little sweaty, but this time he was breathing hard. When I asked, he said it was because he ran all the way to my house, but I like to think it was really just a mix of adrenaline and paranoia from sneaking around. He was, after all, my best friend’s brother.

“I only have forty minutes, Amber. Seriously,” he whispered, backing me against the door and already burying his face in my neck. “Forty minutes is plenty for the main event,” I purred, pushing him back slightly so I could appreciate the view. Liam is a bit of a walking contradiction. He’s a quiet, bookish engineer by day, and a total submission demon by night.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Finals are coming up and I’m extremely nervous. I’m so scared of what the consequences will be if I don’t pass. Professor Beckett knows I’m struggling, of course. So he asked me to stay after class. He told me that he wanted to help me. After the semester I had been through, he wanted to ensure that I pass the final exam. He invited me over to their place for tutoring.

I arrived ready to study. But it didn’t take long for me to realize that they had a different kind of tutoring in mind. Mrs. Beckett was in a silk robe sipping on a glass of red wine. He told me to have a seat. Then he proceeded to tell me that Mrs. Beckett had a lot of pent up sexual energy that needed to be released. That’s when he walked up behind her and opened up her robe. She spread her legs. And he said “See?” I looked down at her pussy and she looked very horny. It was so wet and swollen. And her clit was so hard. I wondered why Mr. Beckett hadn’t taken care of her.

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