Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
My coworker had been acting weird lately. Every time I’d be in the lunchroom, I would catch him staring at me. I wasn’t sure if he wanted to fuck me, or was simply plotting against me. And I kept running into him everywhere I went it seemed! At the corner store, in the hallway, coming in and out of the parking lot. Every time I looked up, he was there.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Have you ever met someone who liked the exact same things as you? the same clothes, the same lingerie, who you had so much in common with, and who you just felt at home with, like there was a special sultry connection, and you were just yearning to talk to them? To hear their voice? to play with them and please them to no end?
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
The art of domination and submission carries many layers. It can involve toys, roughness, humiliation and degradation. You know that there are other known ways in which one can be dominated. It can be sensual, playful and soft. How do you like to be dominated? Do you like it hardcore and to the extreme? Or do you prefer to be sensually dominated?
So I love to roleplay, and one of my favourites is a naughty schoolgirl. Hence, I had several naughty schoolgirl outfits, so when I heard the rumour about Professor Thompson being into naughty schoolgirls, especially the ones who do the whole look. I may have seen a way to improve my grade, as I could have been doing better in his class if I had paid attention to the lesson and not thought about how I would love to lick my way down his sexy body or have Professor Thompson take me and bend me over his desk and have his way with me. So in plans to see if the rumour was true, I decided to wear a naughty schoolgirl outfit to class and to be playful and misbehave in hopes that Professor Thompson would keep me after class to talk about my behaviour in class.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Recently, I’ve been feeling like I need to tighten up my body. I love being a BBW teen, but I want to be healthy too! So I started cooking and eating clean and also working out. My Dad, a chef, has been such a big support by helping me grocery shop and cook. Of course, I wanna share my fitness journey with my social media, so I was recording myself this morning while making a smoothie.
Dad was in the kitchen with me cooking his own breakfast, but he stayed out of my way as I zipped about. Nearly finished and ready to go, I excused myself to use the bathroom and forgot to turn my video off. When I returned, I just stuffed my phone in my leggings and kissed Daddy goodbye. He handed me my smoothie, and off I went.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I’m a good girl…most of the time. It’s just you’re so easy to rile up. I don’t even intend to be bratty when I open my mouth. But, the naughty, bad things slip right out, and your face gets red. I like it best when you chuckle a little. As if you can’t even believe what you just heard.
Being mischievous is just in my nature. I can’t fight who I am, and I don’t think you really want me to either, do you? You wouldn’t want me to change the perfect princess that I am and be some muddled version of someone else, right?
By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
My little cousin isn’t so little anymore. He’s taller than me by like a foot now. I haven’t seen him for a while, but we used to be super close, so I was thrilled when my mom said Ben and his were coming for the weekend. They arrived, and I ran right up to hug him. A weird buzz skimmed over me when he pulled me into his chest. I tried to laugh it off, but I kept feeling it any time he looked at me as the day went on.
Mom and auntie Becky wanted to go shopping, and Ben asked if we could stay home to watch this new movie that just started streaming instead of going to theaters, and of course, they said yes.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I’ve tried to quit smoking a million times. I know its bad for me to smoke, but I crave that rush. The way the butt feels between my lips and when the nicotine rushes through my veins. My husband hates it and has gone so far as to ban me from indulging. But, of course, I never listen. I’ve stopped smoking in front of him, sure.
Now, I just wait until he’s gone to bed, and I slip out onto the back porch with only the stars as a witness to inhale that sweet, forbidden treat. Well, I thought the stars were my only witness. I had no idea my neighbor’s nosey son had been watching me as I hid in the shadows outside.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Last night I went to a freak show and found myself so turned on by the performers I knew I just had to fuck them all before the night was over. So I went with a few friends, and the arena was dark as we found our seats. Heightened by the lack of sight, we clung to each other as giggles spilled from our lips. Dangerous music pulsed through the speakers, and red lights flashed all around us.
My pulse was racing before the show even began. It was advertised as Mysterious and exciting and already lived up to its name. Then, the lights went out, and I felt something grab my ankle from under the bleachers. I screamed and jumped from my seat, only for the spotlight to land right on me. I was embarrassed as I looked down and saw a sexy man crawling from under where I had been seated. He slithered his way up my body. He was wearing all white contacts, and his breath was hot on my skin.
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Goddess worship.
Yes, I must be worshipped. I am a meticulous bitch when it comes to my beautiful hot perfect pussy. No sorry ass dicks or minuscule tongues are allowed near it. That goes for fingers and anything else your sorry ass is thinking about.
A shrimp dick is a negative. Nobody wants a millimeter peter or a centimeter slug. A cock with no stamina is also a no-no. So don’t even bother.
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