Category: BDSM

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

He kissed my neck as he clicked the handcuffs around my wrists again.  This time making sure that they were tight enough that I couldn’t slip my hands out.  Last time I’d wiggled my very flexible hands out of the cuffs in an attempt to escape.  His hand caressed down my back and over the curve of my firm round ass.  Then his hand continued down and slipped between the lips of my pussy.  The promise of an erotic sensual spanking dancing in the room around us.  I moaned softly for him at his touch letting him know how much I wanted this as well.

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When Kayla's In Need

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Several nights ago, after jerking off guys like I’d been giving out handshakes at some rally, I was feeling … something. All day I’d met everyone else’s needs. More than all day. All week, all month. For months and months. Giving and sacrificing myself to please others. And all with a smile on my face, but that night I had a need—a burning, desperate desire for someone to fulfill my needs.

I was in need. Londging to take, not give. And I knew who I wanted to take from. So I sent out a message to Jordan; it was a simple tease. A flick of my tongue along his neck to draw him in. Only the mother fucker didn’t respond. Minutes passed, then I opened my favorite porn feed and started to scroll. However, it only made my need burn hotter. For an hour at least, I toyed with my pussy, watching these clips and feeding the desire growling inside of me. Not letting myself cum until I could satisfy the need to conquer. That’s when he answered.

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By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey! Daddy hosts poker nights sometimes, but they aren’t like the games you see on TV. Daddy always asks me to be his free use poker night slut, and I am always eager to agree. Are you wondering exactly what that means? Well, Daddy has a big table with a soft green covering. It looks like a normal poker table with the card places and chip spots painted on it, but it also has four perfectly placed cuffs.

When it’s time, Daddy picks me up; of course, I’m not allowed to wear a stitch of clothing and lays me on my back. The table’s edge has a squishy, black mat that helps to make my neck comfy when my head falls over the edge. He cuffs my limbs and sits back to shuffle a deck of cards till the guys arrive.

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Dirty Daddy

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I see you, Dirty Daddy. Standing in my bedroom doorway, just watching me. However, I like to pretend I don’t see you there. Sometimes, when I know you are watching me, I’ll take my slinky PJs off and lay on my back. I like to spread my legs open wide and begin to touch myself.

When my back arches and my head is pushing back into my pillows, I can just catch a small glimpse of my Dirty Daddy. His hand is buried in his sweatpants, and I know he’s touching himself too. We get so fucking hot watching each other.

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Sissy Humiliation

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Sissy humiliation is one of the best times of the day – once per day, every day is the best way. Sissy boys need it, and I’m happy to oblige. Today, I decided to bring out my 10 inch strap on and show my little sissy slut who was boss.

Walking into the room, I was happy to see my sissy boy on his knees, ready for me. He was practically begging to suck on this big cock but not before I walked up and slapped him in the face with it. Grabbing the back of his head, I shoved it into his mouth, slowly working my way to the back of his throat and hearing him moan the deeper I went.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I woke up in a cave tied to a damp and dripping wall.  My arms stretched up and out over my head.  Shackles and chains around my ankles stretching my legs out wide.  I looked around confused and a little frightened.  That’s when I heard the roar echoing off the cave walls unable to tell where it came from.  Then the stomping sound of giant feet reverberated all around me.  Finally, he came into view.  Cthulhu walked into the cave, his head scraping the roof as his massive body filled the space in front of me.  He glared down at me as I trembled before him watching his tentacles waving around his gigantic form.

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BBW Jailbait

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

For fucks sake, give in already. You’ve got a horny little jailbait bitch on your lap, curious about the flowers and the seeds. It’s your responsibility to educate today’s youth. My fat, underage pussy is slick and hotter than a fever. If you close your eyes, you can almost feel how tight I’d be, right?

Us chunky girls are easy targets, too, because we feel so insecure, but you, an older man, who acts as if he’s interested in me and tells me I’m pretty, pttff, you’ve never seen virgin thighs spread faster.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve never been one to fit into traditional gender roles, so when my newest boyfriend commented that he expected a hot meal to be on the dinner table waiting for him when he got home from work, I simply rolled my eyes. If a man wants a traditional woman, he better be prepared to be a conventional man.

And since I don’t imagine Travis building me a home with a white picketed fence and paying ALL of my bills to support me, the only hot mean he’ll be served is the one between my legs. I didn’t say that, though; I simply kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day at the office.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

My Brother Dough started dating this sexy little candy girl, Cindy. I teased him that his pretty new toy and I looked so much alike that he must be thinking of me when he’s tasting her. Of course, he denied it, but I know he thinks about me in ways he shouldn’t.

Ever since my tits grew in, his girlfriends have been petite blondes with sweet smiles and a seductive gazes. Sound familiar? Yeah, exactly. Doug totally has a forbidden crush on me. I wish he were man enough to just fuck me, but I guess I’ll have to fuck his little candy girl myself and tempt her into a threesome so I can taste my brother’s dick off her pussy.

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sugar baby sweet

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

So what? Yes, I’ve been a bit of a bully here and there. That doesn’t mean people can’t change! I can be sweet when I wanna be and I always want to be sweet when I want something. Which is why I make such a good Sugar baby. You want something, and I want something. I’ll be sugary sweet to you, dotting on you, worshipping you, adoring you, all while you pay me.

Handsomely.

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