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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

The lights were off when I stepped into the house, but the faint glow of candles made a path from the foyer to the bedroom. Careful not to step on the row of tealights flickering at my feet, I followed them to my room. What I saw next stole my breath. It was like a scene from the most romantic movie.

Ian had filled my room with white candles and rose petals. Not a single surface wasn’t supporting a candle or covered in petals. My hand lifted to my mouth, so in shock, I couldn’t even speak. I didn’t need words, though. Ian saw the pleasure on my face as I struggled to hold back happy tears. He pulled me into his arms and began kissing down my neck. His fingers worked to undo the zipper at the back of my dress, and he whispered, “We wouldn’t want to ruin your pretty dress by covering it in chocolate.”

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

You’ve hit that age. The one where your dick isn’t working quite like it used to. However, you aren’t ready to admit that it’s because your wife no longer turns you on. She’s noticed how you fall flaccid during sex, and she begs you with sad eyes, “Is it me?”

You say no, but you know it is. You get hard as a rock for porn (or me), so clearly, she is the problem. Yet, you want to keep your marriage a happy one, so you lie. You tell her it isn’t her, and NOW she is sending you to the doctor to get tested. She thinks there is something wrong with your testicles. To shut her up, you go. So, of course, you go. She’s been pushing you around for years. The doctor has ordered a sample to test your production. How Awkward. You should have just been truthful and said your wife no longer turns you on.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

“Kayla, please!” Stacey whined into the phone. “He’s like a super nerd and doesn’t even leave his room. He’s a good boy. Babysit for me this one time, and I’ll fill in for you next time you have to sit for the Johnsons, I swear!” Stupid Stacey had agreed to a date night with her long-time crush on the same night she’d agreed to babysit for the town prude. I’d seen her and her perfect son around the school before, and it wasn’t a job I wanted to take. But how could I refuse a girl a chance to get laid by her dream cock?

“You owe me, Stace.” She screamed so loud I thought my ear drum would burst. Finally, after three hundred ‘thank yous,’ she hung up, and I grabbed my bag and headed to the most perfect house in the neighborhood. Continue reading “When A Bad Girl Babysits A Good Boy” →

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

As your superior at the office, I’m constantly disappointed in your performance. You appear lazy, disorganized, and unfocused. No matter how often I correct you, the message just hasn’t gotten through. It’s obvious how you drool over my body all day long and that your unruly cock is the reason for you being the office bad boy.

Performance reports were released this morning, and my boss is angry. He says if you don’t shape up immediately, I’ll have to let you go. The simple truth is that I’m too busy to do your job and mine, and hiring someone new just takes too long. And it doesn’t promise the new candidate will be any better behaved than you. So I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands. I saunter over to your desk about half an hour before quitting time. Pre-usual, your hungry gaze zeros in on my tits, popping from my button-up blouse and the way my tight pencil skirt hugs the curve of my ass. “We’re staying after to finish the work you’ve allowed to become late. After everyone leaves, join me in my office.”

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

During one of my very first sleepovers, my cock took control over me. I ended up riding my best friend.

My friend Donny and I had stayed up so late playing video games that by the time we crawled into bed, he had passed out hard. I was tired too, but I was also very hard. I’d never shared a bed with another person before, and seeing him lying there, deep in sleep, I don’t know. Something just took over me.

For the longest time, I just watched him and rubbed my cock through my boxers. Yes, this was before I fully embraced my fem-side. He’d fallen asleep on top of the covers in both but a loose-fitting pair of shorts. The only light in the room was the glow of the tv. The soft flicker lights made things feel like a dream. I knew I shouldn’t touch him without his permission. Hell, I knew he’d probably freak out on me, but I wanted nothing more than to roll him over and see what it felt like to ride him.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Men have been exploring their sexuality for as long as penises have been getting hard. That means that boys have been very creative regarding solo pleasure. I was surfing through porn sites last night and realized just how many male masturbators there actually are. Hundreds! Really, if you don’t know what I’m talking about, you should go look.

Your hands-free orgasm options are seriously limitless! This has me thinking that we should test several of them out. I want to watch you cum. Over and over. So lay back and allow me to tie your hands behind your back. I wouldn’t want you to try to spoil my experiment.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I could be wearing the most expensive dress or skimpiest lingerie, and the first thing you’d notice is the nylon covering my legs. Wheater I’m wearing soft, black fishnet thigh highs or sheer, suntan nude pantyhose, your gaze drifts right to my legs. Tonight, we’re at a charity function, and you couldn’t care less what dress I’m wearing or what might be underneath because all you can think about is pulling out your cock and rubbing it against my soft nylon-clad legs.

I can see it in your face—the need. You’re so easy for me to read, it’s why I wore them. We sit at the big round table with strangers we’ve never met. The lights dim as the speaker is about to step on stage, and I slip off my high heel. Lifting my leg under the long tablecloth to drape it over your thigh.

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Tickle Monster

Tickle Monster xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

Here you are, looking up at me, looking all helpless. You came over for a drink, how did you find yourself in this predicament? Restraint to the bed, with your hand tied tightly to get, and strapped to the head board. While your feet are cuffed to the bed legs. You couldn’t move an inch even if you wanted to. Being in the girl scouts finally paid off, I have you right where I want you. Sliding my panties off, I step out of them. Picking them up I walk over to you and stuff them in your mouth. Now you can’t move, nor can anyone hear a peep out of you. Picking up my nail file, I file the edges of my nails making sure they’re nice and sharp. I hope you’re ready for the tickle monster, baby. Continue reading “Tickle Monster” →

Kylie 1844-332-2639 Ext 373

It 2:35 in the morning and I’m dreaming about you.

All the thing that we should or shouldn’t do.

I hope I’m not wrong for saying this, but I desire you.

Don’t want to make a move too soon.

But I wonder where this could go.

I want to think about it.

I want to talk about it.

I want to see what this could be.

I want to take it there.

But I got you scared.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Football season is nearly over, and I can’t stand to miss a game. One of my horny little fuckboys begged to come over on Sunday. I tried to tell him I wasn’t in the mood for entertaining while I watched the games, but he promised he would just eat my ass and stay out of my way. Who could say no to a little ass eating?

The first game of the day was nearly over when he showed up. I didn’t even look in his direction, I told him I didn’t like to be interrupted during game time, but he just waltzed right over and got to work. I was lying on the couch on my stomach, and he shimmied my leggings down; I didn’t even lift a hip to help him.

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