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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My new neighbors are a very sweet couple that moved in a couple of months ago. They are always very friendly and invited me over for dinner last weekend. I was very appreciative and excited to get to know them better. They told me that they were going to make lasagna. I knew that they were really into wine. So I decided to get them a bottle of a really good Italian red. And I always love giving lucky bamboo, especially when it’s a new home.

When I arrived, they welcomed me in. Their home was exquisite and inviting. They poured me a glass of wine and opened the bottle I brought for after dinner. We talked and had an amazing dinner. Afterwards they asked if I’d like to take a dip in the hot tub. I told them I hadn’t brought a suit. They giggled and told me that they never wear bathing suits. It sounded like fun, so I agreed.

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Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

He begged and I ignored him. He came back the next night and begged some more. I had better things to do than listen to the pleas of a desperate man. When he actually got on his knees however Infront of a crowd of people not caring if they say how pathetic he was THAT grabbed my attention. It had been a while since I had someone so hopeless at my feet….literally. I decided to hear him out. He wanted something on the extreme side and I was intrigued. He wanted to be in my “care” for 3 full days. I was to have full control over everything for these three days.

I would have full control over him. The sky was the limits. All that was needed now was for him to sign on the dotted line. Having his time in my backroom contracted up, drafted and signed was exciting. I felt like a true-life villain when I slid the papers to him to sign. Watching him with excitement as he didn’t even bother to read over what he was signing. A true deal with the devil in action.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

You know you want it. This hot little body. You think you about the way my tits bounce when I walk and then you can’t stop dreaming about what they must look like when I’m riding a hard cock. How they hang perfectly when I’m bent over something.

Do you want to touch them? Run your fingers lightly across my nipples maybe? My skin is so soft. I want you to squeeze them. You know you want to. Imagine how they taste? The texture change of my areolas to the silkier skin of my breasts. Squeeze them. Tongue my nipples. Handle them so hard that you leave purple fingerprints behind.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

The night at the art gallery turned into a night I’ll never forget. I was excited to see my friend’s exhibit but hadn’t anticipated meeting the owner of the building, and the series of events that followed.

The elevator opened, and I stood in awe of his top floor penthouse. The two story walls were wrapped in floor to ceiling windows. He assured me that although we could see out, no one could see in. I was admiring the view when I felt his hand reach into the slit of my dress and across my thigh. He reached up with the other hand and swept my hair to the side to expose my neck and shoulder. His lips grazed my neck and the heat of his breath sent shivers down my spine and quivers through my pussy. He lightly bites my ear as I feel his hand reach between my legs and his finger slide under my thong. I hear him moan into my ear, and press his hard cock against my lower back when he feels how wet and ready my pussy is. He swings me around. Our eyes lock as I start to unbutton his pants.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

The night at the art gallery had just gone from great to extraordinary when Brent walked through the door. Everyone seemed to know who he was, except me. But once our eyes locked, the evening was off to an exciting start. He made his way through the crowd, two flutes of bubbly in hand. We toast to my friend’s outstanding exhibit right as she appears to introduce us. He owns the gallery and the entire building. No wonder everyone knows him. We talk, mingle, and before we know it, hours have flown by. He asks me up to the rooftop for a nightcap. My friend had to get home so she wouldn’t be joining us.

The long elevator ride to the top was intense. We stood staring into each other’s eyes as the sexual tension between us rose with the elevator. It could only be broken by the opening of the door. My heart was racing. My pussy was so wet. And my clit was throbbing. This man turns me on like no one ever has, just by looking at me. When I look into his eyes, I feel like I’ve known him forever.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Hiya, I’m Torri! I’m a sweet southern belle from south Kentucky with a kick! I’m a farmer’s daughter so I know how to get down and dirty with my hands! Here we call it getting’ Kentucky dirty! Southern hospitality is something I know a lot about. I love to treat my men like my read neck Romeo’s but don’t be fooled. I love a sweet and sometimes hard nibble but bite me too hard and I have a bitter center. My dark side is dark and petty! If you cross me I’m not above doing something naughty to get back at you for it!

I was raised to be a lady on the outside and a slutty willing sometimes bitch on the inside. Bottom line I’m rough, I’m rowdy, I’m tons of fun. Limits for me when it comes to my fantasy play are none! Don’t believe me. Try me! Some of the things I have roleplayed would make any sinner blush! Your imagination is our only limit. I love a man who comes to me with something crazy and wild. SO GET CREATIVE!

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been such a long day at the office. The life of a sex therapist can be draining and exhilarating all at once. But the problem is that I think I might be falling for one of my patients. I’ve been trying to fight the feeling for so long. I thought it would subside over time but it’s actually gotten more intense. I’ve been his therapist for almost two years now. Of course I absolutely can’t let him know. He just left. It was my last session of the day. It got me so hot and horny that I’m trying to cool down before I head out.

I’m sitting on the packed shuttle that’s taking me to my car. My mind starts to wander back to our session and our many conversations. He’s in a loveless marriage but he can’t leave because of their intermingled finances and businesses. She won’t even let him touch her and his top love language is physical touch. He’s so lonely and starved for love, attention, and affection. So he comes to me so I can help him find ways to fulfill his needs. He’s shy when it comes to talking to women about his

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My New Job

Posted 4 months ago by Julie

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been a couple of months since I started my new job at the Tantric Massage Parlor. I became so into receiving them that I wanted to learn how to give them. So I did. And I absolutely love it! I get to indulge in my edging fetish all day, every day. I get so horny at work all day and then go home and play with my toys while I think about the clients I made cum that day.

It was Hump Day and we have specials. So I had my first couple’s massage. Rico was going to do it with me. We walk into the room and he goes over to the woman’s side of the blankets. And I’m on the man’s. With our hot oil, we begin at their temples. Working our way down their bodies in tandem. This is nice! Judging by their responses, they’re thoroughly enjoying themselves as well. The man opens his eyes and whispers “Can we trade?” “Absolutely!” I whisper back. I motion to Rico to switch sides with me, which he does. The woman smiles up at me as if she’s very pleased that I’m now massaging her.  When I reach between

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 After a long week, my friend recommended her tantric masseur. She said it would be life changing and the best thing I could do for myself on Self Care Saturday. And after the week that I’d had, it didn’t take much convincing.

Driving up, I wonder if I’m at the right place. It doesn’t look anything like the massage places I usually go to. There are no windows, just very creative and talented graffiti art. Maybe I should text my friend? I wonder, when a woman came out smiling, happy, and carefree. Ok, I guess I am at the right place.

I’m hit with the aroma of incense when I open the door. The room is dark and smoky. A gypsy type woman is behind the counter. Nervously I approach her. “Yes, I’m here to see Rico” my voice quivers. She grins and giggles at my naivety. “Come with me honey” she motions. I follow her through a bead curtain into a dark hallway. She has long, brown, wavy hair, a long, flowy, hippie skirt, bare feet, lots of anklets and toe rings, and she smells like patchouli. There is a dark, old, wooden door at the end of the

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 Sitting in the waiting room, I’m dreading my yearly exam. And it’s taking forever! Finally I hear my name. The nurse apologizes for the delay and explains that my doctor was called to the hospital to do an emergency c-section. She tells me that Dr. Andrews will be seeing me today.

Sitting on the table, in the robe, feeling completely vulnerable and humiliated, I’m seriously going to have to meet a new doctor that’s going to then see me spread wide open? The anxiety increases as I wait. I finally hear footsteps, the doorknob, and in he comes. My heart stops and drops. “Hello, I’m Dr. Andrews” he reaches out his hand, with a heart melting smile and piercing green eyes that can see right through me. With a blushing smile, I reach for his hand. As we touch, my heart is racing. “I’m Julie, it’s so nice to meet you” Our eyes lock for a split moment as he explains that he will be doing my exam today. I’m so nervous, this tall, dark, and sexy doctor is going to EXAMINE me!

He tells me to lay back. He proceeds to feel my breasts as he’s looking at me and

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