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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The summer heat hung thick and heavy outside, but inside the kitchen, the air was crisp. The scent of crushed mint and the sharp, bright spray of citrus. The island felt cool beneath my palms as I leaned against it. On the counter lay a mound of frosty grapes, crisp cucumbers, and chilled watermelon. All waiting to be turned into something light and refreshing.

He was already at the far end of the counter, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, cracking a tray of ice into a crystal bowl. The sharp sound echoed in the quiet space, augmenting the cool breeze coming off the AC. When he looked up, his gaze caught mine. Lingering, before he picked up his glass of iced tea and walked slowly over to where I stood.

Instead of staying on his side of the island, he rounded the corner, stepping directly into my space. The heat radiating off his body was a startling, delicious contrast to the cool island at my back.

“You’re warm,” he murmured, his voice low and raspy.

“The kitchen’s supposed to be cool,” I whispered back, my breathing shallow as he set his glass down behind me, trapping me gently between… Continue reading “Ice Cubes In The Kitchen” →

MLB BBC

Posted 1 month ago by Amber

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Leo and I had been married for five years, but the relentless travel, the late-night texts, and that agonizing paparazzi photograph of him kissing a blonde at an away game had been my breaking point. He moved out of our family home and bought a condo closer to the stadium where he played with his MLB team.

A few years later, when a hand-written invitation on embossed league stationery arrived via courier, my heart betrayed me. It was for the MLB All-Star Game. “I know where we stand,” Leo had written beneath the ticket confirmation. “But I also know this might be my last opportunity to receive this honor. I want you there, Amber. No pressure. Just…please come.”

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The fire had burned down to a low, amber glow, lazy shadows across the bedroom. He lay prone on the mattress, his shoulders knotted into tight, rigid peaks from a week of relentless stress. When I sat straddling his thighs, he let out a low, exhausted sigh, burying his face deeper into the pillow.

“You’re entirely too tense,” I murmured, pouring a few drops of warmed jasmine oil into my palms.

Instead of using my hands to work out the tension, I rubbed the fragrant oil over my skin; coating the soft curves of my breasts until they gleamed in the firelight. I leaned forward, letting my hair fall over his neck like a silk curtain. I pressed my chest firmly against his upper back.

He caught his breath as the warm, plush weight of my breasts met his rigid muscles. Slowly, I began to move; sliding my torso down his spine in long, deliberate strokes. The friction of skin against skin, lubricated by the fragrant oil, created a deep, kneading pressure that hands could never replicate. My breasts molded perfectly to the contours of his shoulder blades, smoothing out the knots with every slow, heavy glide.

A…

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I didn’t realize my husband was this way when we first got together and married. He was strictly a one-woman kind of man and only dreamed of fucking me. It seems the more he travels, and then when we get back together, he gets off on hearing all the scandalous stories of me fucking every guy BUT him!

My hubby has a best friend named Frank, and every time he goes out of town, Frank comes over and checks in on me. One time his checking in became fucking. One thing just led to another. Frank was a slow and passionate lover but loved when it got a bit wild at times too.

If I had a daughter, I would have taught her to be a lady on the streets, and a freak behind closed doors, but sadly, that’s not what my parents taught me. I’ve been wild and crazy sexually since my teen days. Frank was a bit too much of a gentleman for me, so it was time for me to teach him a few things.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains; casting a warm, dappled pattern across the rumpled sheets of our bed. It was one of those rare, quiet Sundays where the rest of the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us wrapped in the lazy haze of midday.

I leaned against the headboard, watching him sleep. The gentle rise and fall of his chest was the only sound in the room, save for the soft rustle of the linen every time you shifted. A stray lock of hair fell across his forehead, and I reached across the small distance between us.

Slowly, so as not to wake him, my fingertips barely brushed his cheek; tracing the line of his jaw with a featherlight touch. Trailing my fingers up, I gently brushed the hair off of his forehead. His skin was warm, radiating a comforting heat that seemed to draw me closer. He let out a contented sigh, shifting toward my touch as a faint smile touched the corners of his lips.

I watched as his eyes fluttered open, heavy with sleep and dark with a quiet affection that always makes my heart skip. He didn’t speak; instead, he

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Julie, I need a woman.” Whispered his weary, mature voice. He went on to tell me that he has been married for many years. His wife has zero interest in sex. He’s tried everything to make her happy. But she’s not. It’s been years since they’ve been intimate. But he has not cheated on her. And he has no desire to physically have sex with anyone else. He’s fine with experimenting by himself.

But he misses the sensual voice of a sexy woman whispering in his ear. Having someone to chat with and send sexy emojis back and forth and flirt with to get him aroused is what he dreams of. His wife doesn’t even want to communicate with him. She’s heard all of his stories a million times and she just doesn’t care anymore. He would love to have someone that cares about his stories, what he’s been through, and how his day is going. Someone that looks forward to talking to him. A woman that gets excited when she hears his voice on the other line. One that can’t wait to learn more about him. His favorite foods, movies, music, colors, hobbies, interests, and more.

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Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

The end of the school term is coming up soon , and many of my classmates will end up going back home for the summer. One of the most devastating of these for me is my friend Jordan. Aside from us both being attractive, you wouldn’t think we had much in common. But he makes me laugh… and my goodness the man knows how to make my toes curl. Not willing to give up contact with him over the summer, I went to him in search of a solution. And that is when he suggested a Long Distance fucking Relationship. Continue reading “A Long Distance Fucking Relationship” →

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Let’s go to the rodeo, Julie!” A friend was visiting from out of state and had always wanted to go to the rodeo. She couldn’t believe that I had never been. It just wasn’t my thing. I didn’t even own a real pair of cowboy boots. But she wasn’t having it. She took me to a cowboy boot store that was a giant warehouse. There were rows and rows of cowboy boots as far as my eyes could see. It was so overwhelming. But before I knew it, I was high on the leather perfumed air. And all of the different styles, colors, and patterns were getting me so excited. But then I saw the ones. I knew the moment I laid eyes on them that I had to have them. And I got so turned on when I put them on. All of a sudden, the thought of going to the rodeo was quite arousing.

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Christine 1844-332-2639 ext 468

I have a secret, and I’m finally ready to share it.

My family and the people in my small town think I’m this sweet, innocent southern belle—the kind of girl they’re proud of, the one who smiles politely and keeps everything proper. To them, I’m still that untouched, well-behaved girl they’ve always believed I am.

But deep down, I know there’s more to me than that. Continue reading “A Southern Secret: Curiosity Behind the Sweet Smile” →

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Julie, tell me about your day.” Is what I hear every evening as he hands me a drink. He grazes my cheek with his hand and leans in for a kiss as it rests under my chin. I begin to tell him as his hand finds it’s way to my shoulder. He hooks a finger in my spaghetti strap and pulls it down, releasing my tit. Leaning down to tease my nipple with his tongue as he slides a hand up my inner thigh to find my wet and waiting pussy. Mmmmm… I moan as I tell him about watching a huge cock cum for me on cam. I tell him how much it turned me on to watch him fuck himself with his finger and squirt so hard, so much. Then I tell him how he licked it all up for me. By this time he’s sucking on my clit and can’t get his tongue in my pussy or ass far enough. His cock is rock hard as he listens to how I got other men off all day.

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