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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that I can’t resist. Most of the gentlemen members at the club are older, successful men in designer suits. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a sucker for a sexy, silver haired sugar daddy. But there’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes my pussy pitter patter. So when my friends invited me to the rodeo, I just couldn’t say no. Some women get off to the smell of leather designer shoes and bags. But I get off to the smell of leather cowboy boots and chaps.

It had to be so obvious that I was walking around on the verge of cumming in my panties. All of those cowboy hats and tight asses in wranglers made me so weak in the knees. Watching them riding while roping the bulls at the same time was such a turn on. One of them especially caught my eye. He was the epitome of masculinity. His body was that of a perfectly chiseled hard working cowboy. And his honey colored curls naturally highlighted by hours out in the sun. That boy was HOT!

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

I leaned back against the peeling faux-leather sofa, nursing a flat ginger ale. My eyes weren’t fixed on any one person; they were sweeping, taking inventory of the faces that mattered. The ones leaning over the mixing board, the ones holding the actual contracts. My gaze skipped past the girlfriends, the wives, the stable ones. They were wallpaper.

I live for the proximity. I don’t care about the music, not really. When you’re standing next to someone who is currently being applauded, some of that heat spills onto you. I care about the glow. For a few hours, I’m not just so-and-so from nowhere; I’m Jamie who was with HIM. It’s a borrowed shine, and I’m addicted to the reflection.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Sitting at the café, I couldn’t help but notice the shoe boutique across the street. It was another boring lunch with an online dating app date. He was jabbering on about who knows what. I was zoned out. All I could think about were all of those sexy shoes in the window across the street. I was trying so hard not to look. Shoes are a major weakness for me. Well they’re actually a serious addiction. The end of the date was all a blur. But I snapped back into reality the second I opened the door and stepped into the euphoric aroma of brand new shoes. I was immediately greeted by a middle aged man. His eyes lit up as he looked me up and down and eagerly introduced himself as the boutique owner. He complimented me on my outfit, which was a white silk button up blouse with a white lace bra peeking out, black leather leggings, and black pumps. Then he offered to help me try on whichever shoes I’d like. I picked out about a dozen pairs and sat down on the plush bench. He kneeled before me, took my feet into his hands…..

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Now that Halloween is over, I can comfortably begin decorating for Christmas. I really hate rushing the holidays since they are so special, but Christmas is really my favorite. This year, I hired a handyman to hang the lights along the eaves. A professional would better execute my vision. Our neighborhood was having a decorating contest, and I wanted to win.

My friend Candy was over when the handyman showed up. We were pleased to see he was about our age and very good-looking. Not some potbellied older man who’d fall off the ladder halfway through tacking my display up.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My friend Heather cornered me the moment she heard her brother, Henry, was back in the city. “Amber,” she’d whispered, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “I’m throwing him a welcome home party and need you to be there! He’s been gone for so long, and you know…you know how I feel about you and him. Just…take care of him for me, okay?”

Henry was a ruggedly handsome military man, fresh from some top-secret Pentagon assignment. He was the kind of man who made you forget your own name, especially when he was wearing that crisp uniform. I wandered into Heather’s living room and there he was, looking as fine as ever, surrounded by friends and relatives. The air crackled when he looked in my direction. Heather had given me the go-ahead, a playful shove towards destiny, and my heart was doing a frantic drum solo against my ribs.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was up bright and early, decorating for the Halloween party when I heard a very light knock on the door. Who could it be this early, I wondered. I peeked out and saw that it was the tailor’s son. He was delivering my Halloween costume. I was so excited when I opened the door that I must have scared the poor boy. He’s very shy and soft spoken. I felt bad and apologized. He declined a tip and scurried away. I just couldn’t wait to try my costume on, and it fit perfectly.

It was definitely the biggest turn out we’ve ever had. We had been inviting so many people that we didn’t even know who most of them were under their masks. But everyone was having a great time. So great that we were running low on spirits. I could tell that the bartender was looking for the barback to replenish the bar. But the barback was overwhelmed. So I decided to run and grab some myself. I headed downstairs and down the dark hall to the storage room. As I approached the door, I felt as if someone was following me. I turned around and saw him.

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Who Was He?

Posted 2 months ago by Roxy

Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Who was he? I had to know. He was so mysterious. I had never seen him at the club before. He must be a brand new member, I thought to myself. I was so intrigued. He was sitting in a back corner. It was really dark. I couldn’t even really see his face. All I could really see was a figure. I could tell that he was very well dressed in a nice suit. But I couldn’t even tell what color it was. Why was I so drawn to him? That usually doesn’t happen. We have so many well dressed, charismatic, charming, distinguished members. It’s very rare for me to feel this way about any of them. He was making me feel so tingly all over. As I danced, I kept staring, just hoping to get a good glimpse of him. I was so into the dance and feeling so good. Then I slipped deep into fantasy. I was fantasizing about giving him a private dance. Feeling his hard cock against my ass through those exquisite, wool/silk blend slacks made me so wet. I reached down to play with my pussy with one hand….

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Mr. Sterling was from out of town, his accent a low, rumbling melody that hinted at old money and even older secrets. I’d been working on the Harrington merger for months, flying back and forth, enduring endless conference calls with Mr. Sterling and his team. And, today, we’d finally sealed the deal.

“Stella,” he’d said, his eyes crinkling at the corners, “a deal this significant deserves a proper celebration. I’d be honored if you’d join me for dinner.” I hesitated for a split second, the professional in me battling the flicker of intrigue. But the thrill of closing such a massive deal, coupled with his undeniable charisma, won out. “I’d love to, Mr. Sterling.”

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Monster Hunting With Francie And Zoey

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

“Got the hundredth time,” Zoey whined as she stepped over a large tree root, careful not to trip. “Vampires aren’t real, Frannie. We aren’t going to find a monster! Can we please go back home?” I waved my hand behind me to hush her. We’d been on the trail for a little over an hour, and we’d have already made it to Dracula’s lair if my damn cell service hadn’t gone out.

We were searching blind now that the sun had set, but we were close. I could feel it. Just ahead, framed by large weeping willows, was the maw of a cave. The one I’d been researching. The one where Dracula had set up his home for the last bit of the current century. “There!” I hissed and felt Zoey crash into my back as I stopped abruptly. She let out a squeak when we collided, and the sound caused a cloud of bats to erupt from the mouth of the cave! Their wings caused a rush of warm air so strong it knocked us to the ground. While Zoey flung her arms up to protect her hair, I looked up. Amazed by Dracula’s creatures’ wings and little fangs as they darted off into the night, leaving their Master unprotected.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, Can you help me? I have a confession to make. I’m a married, straight man. But I have a deep, dark secret that I’ve never admitted to anyone before. Not even myself. I’m not sure if it’s a fantasy or a fetish. But I can’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard I try. I’m so ashamed to admit it, but I fantasize about cock. I dream about what it tastes like, what it would feel like in my mouth, even what it would feel like inside of me. But I love my wife Dr. Julie. I’m so confused. Why do I want to drink cum so badly? The thought of a face, ass, and mouth full of cum turns me on more than anything else. I feel guilty admitting that when I have sex with my wife, I fantasize about cock. What’s wrong with me, Dr. Julie? I feel so flawed. Can you cure me?”

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