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Jessy 1844-33-CANDY ext 305

Headmaster Collins tried to resist me  since the first year of school. It didn’t bother me though, because I knew he was gonna get my sloppy blowjob one day. Did he think I was stupid? I knew he jerked his cock off in his office twice a day. He had no idea that I was friends with his newly-engaged assistant. She absolutely lived to give the scoop on him and if I didn’t think she would blab, I definitely could munch on her carpet because she is so hot! I always do at least one thing to get his attention. Sometimes, my skirt is  too tight or I’ll wear a top that is kind of see-through, so he gets a glimpse of my nipples.He tries to hide his swelling cock , but that doesn’t work. Then, he runs to his office. I get such a kick out of knowing that my flirty tactics work so well.

One day I am one of the last girls leaving the auditorium and Headmaster Collins tells me he needs to speak with me. He tells me how intelligent and beautiful I am , but that he is trying to hold his marriage together. I tell him

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

“Nothing under that?” he asked setting his pack on the floor between us. “Just like you said” I giggled. He put his hand underneath my skirt, no panties and no bra.  

He asked and I delivered. He sighed aloud “how am I supposed to watch the movie now?” I hung my head and giggled. “You owe me, I got us drinks” I shrugged. “Name it” He slid the hoodie off exposing his shaved head and leaned over “you shouldn’t say stuff like that, you don’t know what I might name”  

Now I was laughing, he took my hand and planted it on his head. “Just did it” it felt like peach fuzz. I never understood men with heads of hair shaving it all off. He moved in closer and put his head on my lap, lifted my skirt and pushed himself further until his head was almost underneath. “you just did yours too” we both laughed loudly in the open theater. There weren’t too many people.  

We made plans to watch a movie together but not without drinks.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

We both had enough to drink but nothing seemed to stop us; while snacking he told me about himself, his boat and he made a point about being a show off. “Doing well, extremely well for myself. There is no way I would show off” he spoke clearly, I could tell this was a very sensitive subject for him. 

I slipped over next to him, moved in closer, leaning my head to the side resting it on his shoulder. He raised his arm and wrapped it around me. “You really can handle yourself; you kept up with me and my drinking” I laughed, unable to hide, his compliment pleased me.  

“Ok, I think my time is up here” he said checking his phone. “Oh alright” I said glancing over, finding my short shorts. “Well, you can only dock here for so long, I have to move my boat. I didn’t say you and I were through” he said smiling, approaching me.  

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Sipping a martini in my pink and white polka dot bikini with short shorts over my bikini bottoms and flip flops, I was enjoying the weather, the people and of course the scenery. It had only been two hours since I arrived at the bar down by the river docks.

The bar faced the river docks and I was on the far end of the bar settled on a leather but cushy bar stool. Boat owners would dock their boats all the time, some blaring music, some full of party animals, some just couples, just a variety. In my entire two hours I watched two different boats dock, stay a bit then take off.

I turned away from the river and hopped on my cell, taking short videos for my social media. Showing off my bikini, the background scenery and the serene mood I was in. I took a photo holding up the peace sign when the bartender approached me and sat a martini down in front of me.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Foreplay was just excellent with him. He was considerate in the way that reminded me of myself. I hadn’t gone anywhere near his cock…yet, just stroked it some. Mainly we were running our hands over each other. Exploring, caressing, kissing.

So wrapped up in the moment I forgot about his monster cock and I just wanted to please him. I slid myself over on top of him, and, our arms still wrapped and constantly moving and exploring, he was able to roll further over holding onto me. I ended up on my back with him on top.

“You can tell me,” he said softly. “Tell you what?” “My dick, I know, it’s big. You didn’t expect it, did you?” he stared at me with a curious look which I assumed was because he really wanted to know, he wanted the truth. “It is big and no I didn’t expect this at all. But in a good way.” He rolled over from resting on top of me to right next to me.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

After inviting me over, I didn’t hesitate or think twice. I arrived wearing a short black dress that showed off my thighs, back, and cleavage, which hugged at the waist, complete with basic black sandals. I knocked twice before the door flew open. He stood holding a bottle of wine. “You look real good.” he complimented, stepping back, letting me in. “Thank you.” I was barely inside when he slid next to me, backing me into the living room. He then closed the door and wrapped an arm around me.

“So you’re dressed like you are ready to go somewhere,” I sighed. His lips brushed my neck, and then he started to kiss me. “Oh, I just felt like it.” “I like that,” he said and proceeded to kiss my neck some more. I leaned my head to the side, allowing his kisses. It wasn’t until he slid his hand up my thigh that I realized he was still holding the bottle of wine. I reached for it to help free his other hand when he pulled his arm back.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

He reclined and then slid the seat as far back as he could, so swift. I climbed onto his lap facing him. He gripped my waist using both hands and while leaning in kissing his neck I felt his cock growing stiff as I stroked it over his pants. “You have to take your jacket off, I can’t do anything with it on,” he complained. I giggled, sliding my jacket off. After tossing it onto the passenger seat his hands were everywhere. After nearly ripping my shirt he finally got it over one shoulder and proceeded to grab my tits through my bra.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” he said breathing heavily and while face to face I stuck out my tongue. He leaned in and wrapped his lips around my tongue and started sucking on it. He sucked my tongue and then slipped his tongue over mine and proceeded to french me.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Weekend Worthy, from Thursday to Saturday, doesn’t even begin to describe the filth and fire I walked into by Thursday. He sent me the game night invite with a wink emoji and the words “Dress to lose.” I wore red. No bra. And lip gloss he said he wanted to lick off. The vibe was already thick before we played a single round. Every answer I gave during the game was calculated. Every glance, a green light. When the “Truth or Risk” cards came out, I chose risk every time. Flash my tits on cam? Done. Send a voice memo of me moaning his name? Sent.

Friday night, I broke all my own rules. I let him listen while I used the toy he sent me last month—on video, with my mic on, saying his name in a whisper that made the other players beg for replays. And by Saturday? I was ruined. We played “Seduction Showdown” and he won. But I was the real prize. He said I sounded like sin. I said, “So make me repent.” We didn’t play after that. My mouth was too full to speak.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

The heat is sweltering, the days seem to stretch on forever, and all I can think about is sucking dick. My name’s Aynsley and I’m a cute little thing with a petite frame, perky tits, and a tight little pussy that’s always dripping wet. But let’s get to the good stuff. I’m a total cum slut and I live for sucking cock. I’ll lick it like a popsicle ALLLLL DAY!

It’s my absolute favorite thing to do. I love every minute of it. The feel of a thick shaft sliding over my tongue, the salty taste of pre-cum leaking out, the helpless groans of pleasure that spill from a man’s lips as I worship his cock. Mmm, just thinking about it is making me so fucking horny.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It was a hot Saturday afternoon at my neighbor’s summer BBQ.  Little did I realize the naughty fun that awaited me that fateful day.

I arrived in a short red sundress that hugged my curvy figure, showing off my ample cleavage and long legs. The moment I stepped out of my car, I caught the eye of Chad, the tall, muscular guy next door. He was grilling up burgers and gave me a sly wink as I walked over. “Well hello there, gorgeous,” he said smoothly, eyeing me up and down. “Welcome to the party.”

I blushed and thanked him, feeling his strong hand brush against mine as he handed me an ice cold beer. The rest of the guys were gathered around the yard, their tank tops glistening with sweat in the summer heat. There was Jared, the reserved bookish type with glasses. And then there was Ryan and Shane, the mischievous twin brothers always up to no good.

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