*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Do you live a kinky life or are you one of those vanilla boys? Can I count on you to be limit free or are you going to come with all kinds of vanilla boy rules?
What’s your fetish of choice? I’m down for anything! Are you a sissy slut? Because I have a soft sport for all sissies. Anyone who lives a kinky life is the man for me. So come along my lover, it’s time to make you mine.
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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I’ve always been bad at managing money. I constantly overspend and never budget well, but this has gotten me into a pickle this time—one I’m not sure I can get myself out of. My landlord has been hounding me for the rent since Friday, but I spent all Christmas shopping.
Sunday morning, I was just lounging on the couch in my satin pj set while online shopping when I heard a key in the front door. My gaze snapped up to the door just in time for it to open, and there he stood. My landlord. And he looked mad. “The Rent is past due, Kayla.” He slammed the door behind him, making me jump. “You either give it to me no,w, or you get the fuck out.”
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Santa visited me early this year. He woke me in the middle of the night by the fur of his red coat brushing my face. I jerked awake and sat up in bed.
“Santa, what are you doing here in my bedroom?” I asked panicked and trying to cover myself as I love to sleep naked.
“You were on the naughty list so many times this year that I had to make a personal stop to address this with you,” he explained smiling through his beard.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I replied, “you must be a busy Santa during this time of year.”
Amber 1-844-332-2639
Simon had been your neighbor for years, but it was only recently that you’d discovered how kinky he was. The first time you’d seen him naked had been a shock, but not as much as when you’d caught him jerking off to some porn on his laptop. You’d felt guilty about spying on him, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away. The way his dick pulsed and twitched in his hand, the way his balls drew up tight before he shot his load, it was mesmerizing.
When you’d accidentally stumbled into his house that day, you’d been half-afraid he’d kick you out or, worse. But instead, he’d smiled at you, his eyes gleaming with mischief and something darker, something you couldn’t quite name. “I’ve been watching you, Amber,” he’d said, his voice low and husky. “Watching you grow up into a beautiful, sexy woman.” You’d blushed at the compliment, but there had been something in his gaze that had made your heart race. “You want to learn, don’t you?” he’d asked, his hand still wrapped around his dick. “You want to learn all the things I can teach you.” You’d nodded, unable to speak. You’d wanted to learn, more
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
My friend Tanya invited me to this big house party she was having, and I decided to go. She hired a DJ and a caterer, like, really went all out. As soon as I arrived, she gave me a sloppy hug; it was clear she’d already had one too many. There was a tall, sexy as fuck dude following her around. Almost as if he was watching that she wouldn’t get herself into any trouble, but the air around him was dangerous, not protective.
I squeezed Tanya to me and whispered in her ear, “Who’s your shadow?” She flipped around and yelled, “WHO?” So obvious. I was embarrassed and pulled her back toward me. “The dude that’s been following you all night?” Her mouth made a giant “O” shape, and she nodded as if she finally understood the question. “My cousin, Nick. He’s visiting for the holidays. He’s cool.” That was all she said before something shiny caught her eye, and she darted off into the crowd.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I met a guy online, and we’ve been heavily flirting. However, he lives really far away, and I kind of just assumed it would never turn into anything—until last night. Was it just a dream?
I was getting ready to head out to the bar for the UFC fight when he texted me to ask what I was wearing, if I’d be driving, and who I was going with. It was typical boyfriend stuff, you know, the caring, protective questions men ask to take care of you. I supplied all the answers, and teasingly, he said he didn’t like my choice in underwear and wanted me to change into a set he’d seen before.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I turned up the music and be-bopped around the apartment to one of my favorite songs. Dancing always gets my juices flowing in just the right way. That night I wore my treasured escape velocity t-shirt and a pair of panties. I designed the panties to tease Sir. The music blared so loudly I didn’t hear Sir come up the stairs that lead into my apartment. However, in the midst of one of my gyrations, I turned around and saw him standing at the top of the stairs watching me dance. A smile spread on his face.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
Amber craved the thrill of power play and the ecstasy of submission. And tonight, she was going to experience it all with Jackson, a dominant man who had a reputation for being demanding – yet generous – in the bedroom. As soon as Jackson arrived, he took charge. “Get undressed, Amber. I want to see you naked,” he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative. Amber obeyed, stripping off her clothes and standing before him in all her glory. Jackson’s eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her curves.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he murmured, tracing a finger along her collarbone. A shiver ran down Amber’s spine as he took control. Jackson led her to the bed and instructed her to kneel on all fours. He then produced a set of handcuffs and fastened them around her wrists, securing her to the bedposts. Amber’s heart raced as she felt the cold metal against her skin. She was completely at Jackson’s mercy, and she loved it. He ran his hands over her body, teasing her nipples and tracing a path down to her wet pussy. “You’re soaked,” Jackson growled, sliding a finger inside her. Amber moaned, her body trembling with
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
My BBC best friend told me the other day how he was bored with the slut serving him, and he was in need of a new one. With a quick smile, I assured him I had the perfect little faggot for him.
You aren’t going to disappoint me and refuse, are you? No, I didn’t think so. We both know you’d do anything for me. You’d humiliate and degrade yourself for my amusement, and it just so happens that watching my thick dicked bestie fuck his massive cock through you would amuse me.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
Thunder thighs are sometimes thought of as wobbly, meaty thighs, but my strong legs are the real version of thunder and lighting. Because when they come together, I crush whoever is caught between them. It’s crazy how much crunching a man between my legs can turn him on.
The other night, a larger man came to me asking for just that. The thunder treatment. He wanted to feel helplessly trapped between my toned legs, and I was going to give him precisely what he wished for.