TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349
It’s time to get untucked. Spending all day in your business suit must be so annoying. Tie tied tight, shirt tucked in, and your belt all snug against your hips. Don’t you want to relax? Untuck and unwind with me? Instead of rushing home to your wife, who’ll surely have a honey-do list waiting for you, spend some time exploring Alexus untucked.
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By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
My Daddy is so lucky to have me even if I am a devious little brat. A few years ago, I started noticing his friend’s were seeing me. Not that they were just looking but that they were really seeing me. They would adjust their dicks as I pranced by in short shorts and tight tees.
I could see the frustration on Daddy’s face. Clearly, he knew I was teasing them on purpose. It wouldn’t matter even if I was doing it on accident because there was no way to stop their masculine desires to fuck my chunky brains out.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it show’s off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.
We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as nothing has happened.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
“Fuck.” He grunted as he trailed his fingers down the center of my panties. “You’re more than ready, huh, baby?” His fingers carefully slipped under my panties, and he pushed two into me. I felt his thumb holding John’s helpful toy in place as he pumped his digits in and out of me. My body arched, and I cooed in pleasure.
“More,” I begged like a whore.
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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Awe, Saturday. The first day of the weekend. It passes so quickly, but there is one way to make the moment linger. I like to wake up late on Saturdays, often in a lover’s bed. Tangled between a stranger’s sheets, waking to the early afternoon sun warming my naked skin. If I’m lucky and I’ve picked my lover correctly, then he’ll be prepared to spoil me.
Brunch in bed, a delicious way to start the day. Sitting up slowly, I pull the soft covers against my naked breasts, and there it is. Just as I hoped, right where I expected. The breakfast tray is positioned diagonally at the end of the bed.
Calling all my adorable and naughty diaper lover boys! Whether you like being little or whether you simply enjoy some diaper play, sweet Zoey is here for you. I love to be your auntie or even your sweet young mommy Zoey.
Do you need a new diaper? Come let me change you. Such a special and intimate thing for us to do together. Cleaning you up and making you feel fresh and smell so sweet.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
You’ve been CAUGHT! Every time I leave you home alone, my panty drawer is all messed up when I come back. My undies are ruffled as if they’ve been handed and folded back hastily. They are all out of order and mixed, thongs and cheekies piled with the boyshorts and gstring. Not at all like I organize them when I do laundry. Sometimes I even think I’m missing a pair or two. I know I’m not crazy; it had to be you.
Only I couldn’t prove it until now. I’ve caught you with your hand in the panty drawer, little boy.
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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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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
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.