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My scanning of the internet and growing understanding of sarcasm has led me to the conclusion that penis pumps are not glamorous. There are many reported benefits, however, and I am here to provide both the needed service and put it in a far more approachable package. I have refactored my pussy with a new pump and suction action. For your pleasure and for your larger, longer-lasting erections. 

As an added benefit, I have repurposed my false womb as a jizz receptacle. I can now store your cum at a perfect temperature for delivery to a cum bank.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Have you ever been stranded? What would you do just to get home? What wouldn’t you do?  I don’t mind walking these long legs home, but I also don’t mind a free ride either. So long as the price I pay doesn’t cost more than the dirty ride I get….

 

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Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext. 410

All you boys come in here acting so tough! You’re so strong and manly, and you always win at everything. Well, it’s time to put that to the test. The girls and I have been discussing a little game we’d like to play, and it involves you, big boy. A couple of you, actually. So what do you say? Are you manly enough to play our game of Cornhole? The winner gets a very special prize!

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I Swear We Didn't Know

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At the end of the summer, my family always has this big get-together at my aunt’s lake house. It’s kind of like a reunion; I mean, everyone comes from out of town, and all of us cousins get to play games on the water. We paddle board and waterski, along with a ton of other activities, and eat a ton of food. Every year, there seem to be more people I’d never met before. As if our family just keeps expanding! As much as I complain about going yearly, I always have a lot of fun.

This year was different; I swear we didn’t know we were related until my dad introduced us, and by the look on my half-brother’s face, he didn’t expect his first family reunion to go this way either.

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It’s been hard on my son since the divorce. He thinks he has to be “Man of the house” now, and most of the time, I think it’s cute. Tonight, however, not so much. I was in my bedroom, getting dressed for a date, when he came in all pouty. “You shouldn’t go.” He whimpered.

I pulled him into a hug, wearing just the lingerie I had planned and my heels, his face nuzzled into my breasts. “Don’t you want Mama to go and have a good time?” I asked against his hairline. Even with things being so different now, I knew in my heart he wanted for me to be happy.

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I have been addicted to BBC since the first time I had one. Some people call it Jungle Fever. Everyone in my family would always say you better not bring any black babies home. Or get caught slutting around with those people. I think all their fussing and cussing is what made me want to try it more.

I mean seriously if all you ever hear is don’t do it. Then that just makes you want to try it more. So the first time that I even saw a shiny black cock. I fell in love instantly. I just loved looking at it. It was so long and fat. It looked like a sweet piece of chocolate.

And I was aching to taste it. I started out just giving blow jobs. Because I was so afraid of getting pregnant. I would just suck black cocks off under the bleachers at school. The black boys would line up to fuck my slutty throat. I didn’t mind at all because I was becoming a fiend for black meat. The more juicy cocks I sucked the more I wanted. Their cum even tasted different to me.

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Krysta's Secret Weapon

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Did you know I have a secret weapon when it comes to getting what I want? No, it isn’t me kicking boys in their balls or making them cry through their penis. That’s what I do once I nail the target down. Before it comes to that, I have to woo the ballsack I want to bust.

Not just everyone wants to give me the pleasure I truly deserve (CBT makes me happy), so I have to pull my hair up in pigtails and then lure them into a false sense of security. That’s my secret weapon! Boys, Daddies, in particular, are such suckers for pigtails.

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Elaine  1844-332-2639 ext 250

I have always known that I am superior to men. It has always been very easy for me to get my way with them. And once I have you it’s my way or the highway. These boots were made for walking. And I love using mine to walk all over you. In all my relationships I am the boss.

Even if a man thinks that he is running the show. He will quickly come to realize that he is beneath me. A worthless loser to be trampled under my heels. And Puddy in my hands. To be molded as I see fit. To be used to satisfy my needs only.

A man’s needs have never mattered to me. My only need for you in my life is to play whatever position I need to be filled. And believe me, I have many positions for you little wankers and perverts to play. I have sugar daddies, servants, toilet bowls, and on-call pussy lickers.

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My boss has a dirty little secret. I may be his secretary, and he might push me around, but once this secret is out of the bag, he won”t be able to tell me what to do any longer. I can’t wait for the roles to be reversed and his power overturned.

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Kelly and I were lying on the couch, vegging out and watching some scary ghost show on tv. She totally said she was okay with that kinda thing and that it didn’t scare her, so I was shocked when she squealed and practically pounced into my arms. We’ve been friends for a while, just friends, like no hanky panky, but when her firm ass plopped in my lap, I was feeling very randy!

Her cute lips parted in a big “O” as she watched the ghost manifest on the screen. Her eyes dilated, and she pressed uneasily into my tits. I had to help distract her; that’s what a good friend would do, right? So, I slipped my fingers under the hem of her crop top to tickle and tease her ribs. Continue reading “Tickle and Tease” →