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Lecture

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

The good-looking man at the podium appeared to have everything perfectly prepared for his lecture. His sexy glasses slid down the bridge of his nose while he thumbed through some papers while the rest of the students settled in. I was happy to have arrived early for a front-row seat.

The professor began his lecture, and I felt his eyes find my long legs. He cleared his throat, a feeble attempt to focus; I wasn’t about to let that happen.

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Girl

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The car sputtered to a stop a hundred miles from the nearest gas station. Hell, I hadn’t seen an exit in I don’t know when. The desert stretched out in front and behind me for as far as I could see. The late afternoon sun beat down on my back as I stood in front of the car with the hood open, looking down at who knows what.

There was no smoke billowing from the shut-off engine anymore, and everything looked exactly the same as it had last time I glanced in here. Of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t know what I was looking at then either. With a heavy exhale, I slammed the hood closed and leaned my ass against it.

Not a cloud in the sky or a car on the highway. My cell had no service, and I was royally fucked. I glared up at the sun, knowing as hot as it was now, soon it would be freezing—the curse of the desert. I needed a way home, and I needed one fast.

Sweat beaded down the back of my wife beater and soaked into the waistband of my daisy dukes. I pushed myself off the hood and kicked the dirt. Maybe I should start walking? That seemed like a dumb idea but the only option at the moment. Hanging around here with a busted-ass car wasn’t gonna do me no good. I grabbed my keys, locked the broken-down car, flipped it off, and started back toward Las Vegas.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I was lying on my bed reading a book when I heard the faint sounds of his truck. The ice cream man was in my neighborhood. I hopped up out of bed and darted down the stairs and outside to the street. Looking up and down, listening for the twinkling sounds of his music for which direction he would be coming from.

A few more seconds passed as I listened and then I saw him! The big white truck with the pink ice cream cone on the top rounded the corner at the top of the street. No one was following him as he drove slowly toward me. I started jumping up and down. Waving my arms as my big tittles flopped this way and that.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I have this friend who is always asking me about my sexcapades. He is so curious and always ends our conversations with, “Wow, you’re pretty and all, but I don’t think I could ever do something with someone with a dick.” He thinks he’s slick, but I can spot a faggot a mile away.

It was past time to make him see the error of his thinking, so I took him out for a bar crawl. The whole time I took shots of water while he downed the devil’s nectar. As his lips started loosening, I knew there was room for my cock between them. But that wouldn’t be enough to convince him he was gay. I needed to get him double stuffed.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 X 357

Finally, the house was empty! I’d been so horny all day, and I knew just how I wanted to get off. This dirty girl needed a wash! Not just any wash, though. I set up my cellphone on the towel rack and pulled up my favorite porn clips. Since no one was home, I turned the volume ALL the way up.

Then I stripped and got into the shower. Aw, is there anything more relaxing than stepping under the warm shower spray? My whole body relaxed back against the cool tile as I watched the couple fucking on my phone. The detachable showerhead has a “massage” setting that pulses, really it’s almost better than my vibrator. But, of course, it’s the whole reason I wanted to shower anyhow!

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By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Things weren’t looking so good for this mean girl. I’d been on the warpath. Messing up boys and tormenting them for my pleasure. Well, someone ratted me out to Daddy, and he was MAD! He’d always told me girls were supposed to be sweet and submissive.

Not bossy and mean. He’s told me so often that girls like me are meant to be little cum rags who obey and pleasure men without being asked. Well, that shoe wasn’t really fitting, and I was over being treated like a doormat. But, of course, I never told Daddy that. He wouldn’t have cared how I was feeling about it.

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My Dad has always been so supportive of my transformation. He loved to help pick out my panties and pretty little skirts. I felt so loved and supported when he’d play in my hair and tell me how beautiful I looked in the things he picked out for me.

All that love and support came with a price. I’m sure you can imagine the kind of payment Daddy expected.

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freedom

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It must be so hard finding financial freedom as a Sugar Daddy. You find yourself addicted to giving this sweet little teen brat all of your hard-earned cash, and yet you want to work even harder to give her more. So I’ve come up with a little game to make finding your freedom so much easier. Do you wanna play?

First, I’m going to tie you naked to my bed. Hands above your head, legs spread wide apart. Don’t be afraid, Daddy, don’t you trust me? Next, I’ll place your wallet on your chest. Right between your pecs, and then I’m going to start teasing your cock. It’s going to be coated in a slimy lube, making it easier for my slippery hands to pump up and down.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

(Part One)

“Wh-who’s there?” Kayla squinted into the darkness, trying to make out the owner of the voice. Finally, she stood up from the bed of wildflowers and started walking back towards her basket of goodies. She needed to get back on to the path!

Watching the shadows as she backpedaled made it all too easy for the dangerous man to slip behind her. The air wooshed from Kayla’s lungs when she walked right back into the bulk of his chest. “Oof!” She turned to face the beast but had to look way, way up.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Those quarantine pounds were starting to add up, and I was feeling… soft in places that are normally very tight and toned. So I called the twenty-four-hour gym downtown and asked them if any trainers worked the late hours. Luckily for me, they said they had one trainer willing to go in after normal business hours, and they gave me her phone number.

My days are far too busy to squeeze in a good workout, but if there were someone who’d guide me late at night, then I would definitely go for that! So when I called, she agreed we could meet around eleven PM for a good sweat sess.

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