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Isabelle 1844-33-candy ext 464

More than anything, I need the bound feeling of the rough hemp biting into my soft skin. I cherish that intense moment when the rope tightens, leaving me immobile and entirely at the trigger’s mercy. My breath catches as the first knot ensnares me in a web of sweet restraint and dark longing. It’s a dizzying high, knowing that I am helpless, fully exposed, and entirely vulnerable to whatever twisted pleasure comes next.

There’s something addicting about being wrapped up tight, every knot a tease, every pull of the rope a reminder that I’m not the one in control, even when I pretend I am. That tension between obedience and defiance, that’s the fun part of the play, I’ll provoke just enough, twist, and pout, maybe talk back, but only see what it takes to make him pull the rope tighter.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349

Your gaze travels over my curves, and your body reacts. It’s not intentional; it is completely uncontrollable. You think it’s natural to be attracted to such a beautiful, blonde Goddess. Then you look closer, and you see it. The thick meat between my legs, and you are struck stupid by how horny you still are.

It isn’t your fault that you see me and instantly wish to be a flaming HOMO.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Some days are so long and terribly stressful. At the end of a long day, all I want is to go home and curl into the arms of a sexy, ALPHA. There is just something about the way I feel when wrapped in a man’s arms. His bigger body protecting mine, and the way his neck smells when I nuzzle into that perfect little crook.

It’s a feeling of security and gives me the chance to really relax. It’s exactly what I need to de-stress. However, today, when I came home from slinging dildos at bored, tipsy housewives all night, the man I wanted to hold me and be my big, strong hero was dressed in a diaper and sucking on a binkie.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The big feast is over, and there’s so much leftover. Meats and pies. Cookies and cakes. Breads in all different flavors, these people go all out and cook way too much! The family is still hanging around with no motivation to drive themselves back home anytime soon. It’s so hard to find time to fuck with so many people in the house, but I’m such a horny girl that I’m determined to carve out some leftover fucking time! I think the best time to do the deed would be when everyone piles into the car to go Black Friday shopping.

We can say we want to stay behind to help organize the leftovers and make turkey sandwiches for everyone when they return from a full day of shopping for steals and deals.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I couldn’t believe what I saw. When I opened his laptop, there it was. His search history was right there in black and white. He had been searching CEI! I had no idea that he wanted to learn how to eat his own cum. I couldn’t believe that after dating for so long, I had no clue. Why hadn’t he told me? He has to know that I am completely open and adventurous sexually. I’m willing to try pretty much anything once. And I’m a pleaser. So I want to please the person I’m with. I want to fulfill all of their fantasies and explore all of their fetishes. It was all starting to make sense. He had been doing stretching exercises and eating a lot of pineapple. Now I know that he was preparing. He wanted to be able to assume the position to squirt it into his mouth and he wanted it to taste sweet when it did. I was getting so excited just thinking about it. So I decided to surprise him. I wanted to give him what he had been fantasizing about all of this time.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

As I sat in the dark room, I wondered why I agreed to participate in the Beckett’s Haunted Mansion. There was a thunderstorm outside. So lightning would light up the room periodically. When it did, I couldn’t help but get scared of my own reflection in the mirror. The Raggedy Ann costume looked so demented. As did all of the hundreds of dolls around the room. I sat in a corner trembling  as I heard screams from the other rooms. I was to blend in with all of the other dolls then pop out and scare them. But when I heard the door open, I froze. I heard men’s voices. They were laughing and talking about how they’ve always wanted to fuck a doll. I remembered reading about agalmatophilia. Then they walked right up to me. One turned on the flashlight on their phone and shined it right on me. He started touching me and telling the other guys that I was so realistic. Then they started touching me as well. I was too scared to move. Luckily, he put the phone down, so I was able to blink and breathe. But then they began groping me.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 EXT. 463

Walk into my room and see me sitting on the edge of my bed. Just getting home from work, I need to change out of my work clothes and slip into something comfier. I took my work clothes off already, so I’m just in my lingerie. I walk over to the closet to get my pink fuzzy robe. But there’s still one more job for you to do.

I have these black sheer stockings on, and I need help getting them off. My heels have already been kicked off, and I hold up my feet for you once I see you walk closer to me. They are clipped onto my garter belt. You run your hands up my legs lightly and unclip them so they can be stripped off.

You start with my left leg and gently pull the stockings off inch by inch till they are on my feet, and you pull it off my foot, exposing my purple pedicure. Next you do the same with my right leg, stripping off that stocking, again, inch by inch, exposing my sexy bare legs. Now I want you to do something else for me, my last favor.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was just another Friday afternoon when my phone started buzzing with an urgent message from Grandpa’s life alert system. My heart pounded as I ran to his house, fearful of what condition he would be in once I arrived. By the time I burst through the door, Kayla, the life alert dispatcher, was already on the phone. “Amber, can you see your grandfather?” she asked, her voice steady yet concerned.

There, on the floor, was my elderly grandpa, clutching his penis and writhing in discomfort. “Yep, I’ve got him in sight,” I replied, scanning the scene with a mix of horror and curiosity. Kayla instructed me to wet the tip of his penis with my saliva, explaining that it would make the process easier. I leaned in and gently moistened the affected area by spitting on it. Grandpa let out a pained groan but relaxed his grip slightly.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

The old castle felt like a living thing, breathing secrets into the cold night air. I had come here, drawn by a feeling I couldn’t name. Not for beauty, but for something dark, ancient, and undeniably powerful. Candles flickered in the great hall, shadows dancing like hungry spirits. Then, he was there. Vlad. Not appearing, not entering, but simply there. Tall, a silhouette against the deeper gloom, his eyes ancient and knowing.

He moved towards me, silent. Almost as if he was floating above the ground. Every step he took tightened something deep inside me, a knot of fear and something far more interesting. My breath caught in my throat. He wore clothes dark as his soul, and a scent, like old earth and something wild, filled the air around him.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I can’t believe how this all started. He walked into my office and asked, “What should I do Dr. Julie?” He was a broken man. But life can change so quickly. Sometimes when we are hurting, we feel like it will never get better. Or when bad things happen, we wonder why something so devastating is happening to us. But it happens for a reason. We may not be able to see it at the time. But eventually, we realize that it was because something way better was about to happen.

We had the most amazing dinner date. It was so romantic. We talked for hours. And at the end of the evening, he invited me to a beachfront luxury resort the following weekend. I was absolutely giddy all week. It was so much fun shopping for stuff for my weekend getaway. I was so excited! It felt like a fairytale. I couldn’t believe how everything had aligned in our lives, and we found our way to each other. It all felt too good to be true. But it was. We were both on cloud nine.

Continue reading ““Dr. Julie, What Should I Do?” Part 3″ →