Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

I’ve got a special naughty activity that I love to do at the end of a long day.  At the long of a particularly long day, I enjoy calling one of the local pizza delivery restaurants and ordering a last minute, late night delivery.  Last night, I was desperately in need of release and relief from the stress of the day.  So, I waited until the last minute and ordered a pizza for delivery.  The young hot delivery boy arrived at my door with my hot pizza.  But it wasn’t the pizza that I was after after my long hard day.  I desired hot young delivery boy to satisfy my particular hunger.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

There was a time when I got more attention from the boy next door than my own husband. He felt like working overtime to make as much money as possible was more important than spending time with me. So I was left home alone a lot. I was bored, so horny and starving for attention. So what does a girl do in this situation? She goes shopping! And where does a very horny girl go shopping? The sex store! Yes, I wanted, no, I needed some toys! There were so many to choose from. But the waterproof ones caught my eye since I love to play with myself in the hot tub. I couldn’t get home fast enough. My pussy was so wet and ready to test them out.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I invited my friend John to a weekend getaway at my fabulous cabin retreat. There was a lovely little secret that he didn’t know about though. I had an old metal rod bed that squeaked and creaked like crazy. It was like the more we fucked on it, the more noise it would make, and the harder I would cum. So, he doesn’t know yet, but he will soon find out.

After a long four-hour drive we arrived at my cabin. I walked inside and turned on the lights. It was a beautiful log cabin in the mountains surrounded by snow this time of the year. After waiting four hours, I had to jump his bones. I grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom.

We started making out and I ripped his shirt off. I pushed him against the wall and made out with him harder. He grabbed me and squeezed me so tightly and pushed me onto the dresser. I was sitting on the dresser and wrapped my legs around his waist, and he picked me up. I always wanted to get fucked in the air. But I told him to throw me on the bed instead.

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Nadia 1-844-332-2639 ext. 377

It’s finally happening…

The heavy oak door of his office clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in the sudden, profound silence. It was just us. The air was thick with the scent of old books and his cologne, something rich and woodsy that made my head spin. I clutched the pretense of my failed exam paper in my hand, the crisp edges digging into my sweaty palm. He didn’t say a word at first, just leaned back against the edge of his large mahogany desk, crossing his arms. His gaze was intense, a physical weight that traveled down my body, lingering on the swell of my breasts beneath my thin blouse and the hem of my skirt that suddenly felt far too short.

When he finally spoke, my name was a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. He pushed off the desk and took a single step toward me, closing the distance until I could feel the warmth radiating from his body. He gently took the crumpled paper from my hand and tossed it aside, his fingers lingering against mine for a fraction of a second too long.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

When I say fill me up, I mean it. For me, the greatest thrill, the purest joy, comes in the shape of a man’s penis. Call them what you want – weiners, cocks – for me, they are nothing more than hard pleasure. The sight of one, firm and eager, makes my breath catch.

I love the feeling of putting a big juicy cock in my mouth. Thick and warm, sliding over my tongue, filling my cheeks, pressing against the back of my throat. It’s a delicious test of how much I can take and how deep I can go. The way it stretches my jaw, pushing, pulsing, making me gasp for air even as I crave more.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Dear Diary,

I’ve managed to do it again. No matter how hard I try not to, I always get myself tangled up in such messes. Where do I start? Let’s start with my naughty uncle. He was my last resort to keep from having to move back in with my parents. So in exchange for him paying my rent, I have to stay in school and he has a key to my apartment. He can come in at any time, and I take care of all of his perverted needs. That led me back to the Becketts. What are the chances that Mr. Beckett took over teaching my course last minute? Not only do I have to deal with him again now, but also his crazy wife, and their cuckold marriage. But it also brought someone else into my life. That’s Brent Sterling, my landlord. I am so freaking infatuated with him. It’s really bad. He has a beautiful wife that treats him horribly and two beautiful kids. I literally can’t stop thinking about him.

Then there’s Mr. Martin, my dad’s friend. We grew up with their family and he’s like an uncle to me. But things have gotten weird.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I have a serious thing for pantyhose. Not just an ‘Oh, these look nice with my skirt’ kind of thing. More like ‘If I could wallpaper my apartment with nude sheers, I absolutely would’ kind of thing. It’s an obsession, a fixation, a silky, glorious addiction. It started innocently enough. I had a preference for smooth legs under dresses. But then it escalated.

Now, the mere sight of a freshly opened packet of control tops sends a little shiver down my spine. The satisfying rustle as I pull them up, the way they hug every curve, the subtle sheen catching the light…it’s pure, unadulterated joy. I have an entire chest of drawers dedicated to my collection. Fishnets, opaques, sheers, shinies, matte, reinforced toe, open toe…you name it, I’ve got it, probably in three different colors.

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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Do you love kinky cougar phone sex as much as I do? I hope so because when you call me, you’re going to have the best phone fuck of your life. I know that some of you have been calling me for a while, and I will never get tired of fucking you. But maybe there’s some fresh cock out there looking to try someone new. Wanting to see who else can take his fantasy to the next level. That’s why you need this new kinky cougar in your life.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Oh, Bryan. From the moment he walked into the room, my internal “boob-dar” (a finely tuned instrument I’ve developed over many years of living with these glorious twin peaks) started pinging like crazy. He had that particular glint in his eye, the one that said, “Yes, I see the whole woman standing before me, but also…have you seen those things?” I like to think of myself as having a reasonably charming personality, a witty repartee, and eyes that sparkle with mischief, but Bryan? His gaze, bless his heart, seemed to have been surgically realigned to a precise latitude just below my chin.

Our conversation was punctuated by an almost comical pattern. He’d start a sentence while his eyes valiantly attempted to meet mine, only for them to drift south with an almost gravitational pull before he’d catch himself. He’d blush slightly and restart with renewed (but fleeting) determination. I’m used to it, of course; being a woman of ample tittage means you develop a certain resilience, but with Bryan, it was less about objectification and more about an endearing, almost scientific fascination. He simply couldn’t help himself. Honestly, it was kind of adorable.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

So, Jess found out that her newlywed husband was cheating on her with a skank, so we invited the two of them to my friend’s dominatrix dungeon as the guests of honor. We looked through all the toys and found a vibrator, a cock cage and an electroshock wand. Oh, what fun can we have with these. The skank was already chained to the wall with her arms above her head and her legs spread apart. The husband was tied to a chair right across from her.

I wanted to hear the skanks screams and cries, but of course everything was consensual and there were safe words put in place. I had a pair of nipple clamps and hooked them up to her perky nipples. She cringed a little bit at that, but the nipples were perky, so I know she enjoyed them.

I cut off her pants and pulled her panties to the side while I put the vibrator right on her clit. Her whole body wiggled, and she let out moan after moan. It was turning me on as well, but I was trying to keep my cool.

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