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Tessa 844-332-2639 Ext 445

There’s something exhilarating about the meals that we have together. You and I both get all dressed up for these excursions, and then we sit there and partake in an activity that would normally be considered vanilla. We don’t really do vanilla, so we make it into our own sick and twisted version. From a slutty MILF’s perspective, it just makes a boring adventure so much more appetizing and palatable. And I know you totally get off on the fact that no one else knows what’s going on underneath the table.

We were at this gorgeous, not to mention quite expensive restaurant. We ordered so much food. The looks we were giving each other were enough to put us into overdrive. We both enjoy getting out of our element though. Your eyes don’t hide a certain look of anticipated twisted fun. And I fully admit, divulging in something other than boring completely soaked my silky smooth black panties.

From under the table, I removed my panties, which by the way were soaked with my sweet nectar. I handed them to you.

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Thick Thighs Save Lives

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Thick thighs don’t actually save lives. Between them, men find heaven, and you’d do anything to get between mine. These soft, chunky, thick thighs wrapped around your head, muffling the sounds of my moans as they cover your ears. You can’t even look up at me as your tongue digs deep between my folds, and your hands rub at the back of my thighs.

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
One of my favourite things to do this time of year is to walk down to get a specialty holiday coffee from a cafe. And I do it often! But the little barista that takes my order is so funny! Sometimes I see a guy out in the wild and I can’t help but think, “My god! A sissy!” They are just too easy to spot. And this barista is no exception. That overdone hair, submissive stare, can’t even see the bulge in his pants! I was grabbing my latte a little later than normal the other day and left as he was leaving his shift.
 

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

When I was younger I had a schoolgirl crush on this guy named Tommy. He was so fucking sexy, tattoos, spacers, piercings. My cute, young, shaved pussy would get so wet every time I would see him.

One day we were in the library, I was wearing a short plaid skirt. My tits had gotten so much bigger then and they were popping out of my shirt. I was rummaging through a bin of books beside where Tommy was sitting when I dropped one and bent over to pick it up. My skirt was too short, I could feel the cold breeze of the fan nearby hitting my bare ass cheeks. When I stood upright and looked at Tommy he was drooling and his pants seemed wet in the crotch area.

He stood up and was staring at me in such an aggressive way, it seemed scary but my pussy was soaked. He grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear, “Walk back to the end of the stacks where no one can see us too clearly”…I was shaking but my pussy was so wet. I wanted to be a good girl and do as I was told.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Everyone I know knows this simple fact. Miqala Perfection Showing Off. And why wouldn’t I? I’m very proud of my body. I work hard to keep in shape. For instance, I go to the gym, do pilates and yoga, take spin classes, and pamper myself frequently at day spas to treat my skin, hair, and general well-being. So, I know I am as close to perfect as any woman and far surpassing most of them. You see it. I know you agree. It makes you want me. But do you deserve me?

Do you look at me and compare me to your wife or girlfriend and feel you are missing out on something amazing? Perhaps you look at me and feel you can never get someone so perfect to not only pay attention to you but also want to have kinky, wild times together. Do you think of your sex life, or lack of it, and feel robbed of such experiences?

If any of these questions are hard for you, let me answer on your behalf.

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
Have you ever been so hungry it’s painful? Probably. I feel that way about a lot of things, not just food. Needing something so bad it is physically painful. Guys feel that way, I know it. Ranting about their blue balls and the pain of being hard and not being touched. But I feel that too. I know many women do, but we’re so much more private about it. Keeping our sexual problems covered, only to let them out on an unsuspecting man who crawls into our bed. Can you imagine being the one to discover the ravenous need of a woman you take home from the bar?
 

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

 

There is a part of me that appreciated being younger and innocent, though was I ever truly innocent? Was I always a pre-made slut in training? From such a young age, I was wearing crop tops, short skirts, and bending over. My panty of choice during those outfits would have been some cute white panties of course. Well, Mommy is the one who bought me those outfits, even if sometimes I did ask nicely for them. She’s the one who taught me that there is a kiss, and then there is a passionate, “real” kiss. Tongue seems to make everything so much more fun.

Thinking back on those fun days, making the boys squirm just because I was being me, and nothing more than a pre-primed whore was fun. I’ll never forget the feel of the inebriation of what too much to drink brought on. That’s when the slut in me would cum out to have more fun.

Now that I’m older, I’m in full MILF slut mode. What does that even mean? I never left what Mommy helped create, I just evolved into something much much naughtier. There is something that drives my pussy, in sticking out my tongue, shoving it in your mouth, and then sucking on yours.

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Kissing Cousins

Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

I’d heard the phrase “kissing cousins,” all my life. My family is super close, and I have a ton of relatives that I greet with a kiss; however, this Thanksgiving, my cousin Caleb gave it a whole new meaning.

Caleb is my Mom’s step-cousin’s son, so like my second cousin or something? Hopefully, he’s like basically not related at all because I’m pretty sure what we did in the barn on Thursday was a moral sin!

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Don’t I look So Sweet and Innocent? I hear it all the time. Men are so gullible. They see a sweet and innocent face and let their guard down. Some get so chivalric, opening doors and pulling my chair back so I can sit at the expensive restaurant. They want to impress me. When I order the most expensive meals, they look at me nervously. But it’s important to set the stage from the beginning. I want the best. I deserve the best.

After the meal, I take them shopping. I like designer brands, so a Louis Vuitton wallet or a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes is expected. I compliment him, tell him how wonderful he is, whatever sweet words that tilt the wallet in my direction.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext 445

When I found out you were jerking off in the shower,  it did something to me. At first I couldn’t understand why. Why does he need to stroke his cock when he knows I’m more than happy to suck him dry. Tessa’s a dirty, thirsty girl. Well then, a switch went off inside me one day, and instead of being completely repulsed, it did the opposite. I started enjoying it. And I didn’t just look forward to these moments. This became Tessa’s wishful shower play time.

I wanted so badly to tell you to stroke your man meat harder so that I could enjoy it more. That it turned me on so bad that I only wanted more. But reality hit, and the thought of me saying anything to you, felt terrifying. I couldn’t risk you stopping.

One day while you went to go take a shower, I plopped myself into bed, naked. I could hear you pumping on your dick. My pussy was getting wet. My fingers started meandering around my soft shaved cunt. I started moaning, my legs spreading out to make way for more meandering around my pussy hole.

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