Category: big breasts

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Baybeee, come closer. I have a little secret I want to share with you. When we’re getting intimate, I imagine my big juicy titties wrapped around your head as you worship them… Does that sound crazy to you? I’ve been dreaming of suffocating you with my massive melons for so long now. To feel your face completely concealed between my pillowy soft breasts, gasping for air while you motorboat my cleavage. Mmmm, the thought alone makes me tingle!

My babycakes, I know you adore my girls. The way they spill out of my lacy bras, just begging to be squeezed. Well imagine them squeezing the life out of you instead! Hehe, oh, the twisted games we could play together. I’d lean over you in bed, letting my boobs dangle tantalizingly above your face. Then WHAM! Planted right on your head like a big titty helmet.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This past weekend, I waltzed into an exclusive charity gala at a grand mansion, dressed to the nines in a scandalously tight red dress that barely covered my ass. The dress hugged every curve, my tits practically spilling out of the low-cut top. I was on the prowl for a wealthy sugar daddy to wine, dine and 69 me.

As I mingled and sipped champagne, my eyes locked with a silver-haired gentleman who looked like he could buy a small country. Not the sexiest man, but money is the best aphrodisiac. He introduced himself as Marcus, a “venture capitalist” – code for trust fund baby. I made sure to bend over extra low to refill his glass, giving him an eyeful of my cleavage.

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landscape

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Your hands reach out, exploring the landscape of my body. They trace the curve of my hips, the indent of my waist, and finally, they find their way to my breasts. A soft moan escapes my lips as your fingers graze my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

I watch as you lower your zipper, freeing your thick, hard dick. It’s a sight that never fails to make my pussy ache with need. I step closer, pressing my breasts against your chest, our skin slick with anticipation. “Fuck, Amber,” you groan as I take your dick in my hand, guiding it between my breasts. The sensation is mesmerizing, both for you and for me. The feeling of your hard length sliding between my soft mounds, coated in a sheen of sweat, is unlike anything else. I look up at you, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze as I begin to move.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I whimpered as my hands pulled at the red ropes holding my wrists to the bedpost. “Please, just let me touch you.” Sean ignored my pleas and peeled the wrapper off yet another candy cane. My body was covered with the sticky sugar. Two hours ago, he had stripped my body and told me I needed to relax a little. He said he would make me feel so good that all my holiday stress would melt away.

I believed him, and he was kind of right. I wasn’t thinking about work or family drama when he used the hairdryer to melt the candy cane over my nipples. The way the red and white stripes ran over my breasts as they liquified was beautiful. He was slow and meticulous and did not allow me to deviate from his plans.

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Swooning For Swaybottom

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The Christmas party was utterly boring until she sashayed into the room. Her dress clung to her curves, making my mouth water and the warm glow of her chocolate skin had me wanting to drink her in like hot Cocoa. I could tell she was shy even though all the light in the room seemed to gravitate toward her. The men clamored around, making her giggle and blush, but when I stepped into her circles of admirers, her dark eyes focused only on me. “Good Evening,” I pressed in tight against her side, with all of the men panting as they watched. “Let me get you a drink?”

Her chin dipped low, and her thick lashes fluttered as she nodded. “What’s your name?” I was close enough to whisper in her ear and feel how her body was reacting to mine. Her rise rose and fell in shallow breaths, but when she looked up at me, lust swirled in the depths of her gaze.

“Samantha Swaybottom,” she murmured, and it was then that I knew… Tonight, Miss Swaybottom would be all mine.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I need you to make me cum. I want you to bend me over right now, grab my hips and plunge your huge, hard cock deep into my tight, dripping wet pussy. I’m so horny, my clit throbbing, ready for you to fill me up completely.

Bury that fat dick in my throbbing cunt as far as it will go. Make me gasp and moan as you stretch my walls around your thick shaft. Let me feel every ridge and vein rubbing against my sensitive insides with each deep thrust.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I sit here, penning these scandalous words to you, my heart races with anticipation. The forbidden fruit – a taste that’s oh so sweet, yet hides a poison that could destroy lives. And yet, we’re drawn to it, aren’t we? The thrill, the danger, the sheer erotic power of our illicit affair.

I know what you’re thinking. How could I, a mere stranger, tempt you to betray your vows, to risk everything for a tumble in the sheets with me? But it’s not just about the sex, is it? No, this is something deeper, darker, more primal. A connection that transcends the mundane routines of married life.

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Forcing A Bad Boy To Cum In My Panties

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Boys are so bad. They can’t help themselves. As soon as those pricks start to get hard, all reasonable thinking goes out the window. Caleb was at that age and kept breaking into my room to steal my panties. It was obvious it was him; no one else had any reason to, and soon I was outta draws. The boy would snatch em, do God knows what in em, and toss em out as if that would hide his guilt.

Mrs. Lea knows better! I’d had enough of this thieving. I stormed into his room naked with my last pair of panties in my hand. Caleb was on his bed when I marched in, and he sure looked surprised. “Wha-what are you gone do?” He tried to sit up, but I was quick and sat right on his face.

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horny

Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

“I have to admit, I’m feeling pretty horny tonight,” I said, looking deep into Veronica’s eyes. “Oh really?” she replied, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “Well, I’m horny too and know just what we can do about that.” She wasted no time shedding her clothes, revealing her naked body to my appreciative gaze. I quickly followed suit. Soon, we were both completely nude, our bodies pressed together in a passionate embrace.

“You have such beautiful tits,” I moaned, cupping Veronica’s breasts and teasing her nipples with my thumbs. “And you have an amazing ass,” she replied, slapping it playfully. We kissed each other deeply, our tongues exploring every inch of each other’s mouths. I could feel Veronica’s hard nipples against my own, and the wetness between my legs grew as she began to explore my body with her hands. “I can’t wait for you to taste my pussy,” I whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She pushed me back onto the couch and spread my legs wide open. I watched as she leaned in and started licking and sucking on my clit, her tongue flicking back and forth in a way that

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s DAY OF THE HEAD, baby. That’s right, the day where I worship your wonderous cock. Because today is all about giving you the best damn blowjob of your life.

I’m the goddess who kneels before your altar, ready to take your entire length down my throat. The pressure on your dick from my tight lips and tongue is a heaven you’ve never experienced before.

It’s a celebration of my oral skills and the joy I get from gazing up at you in adoration as I service you. Watching the bliss on your face as I deepthroat your cock, gagging and sputtering on your meat. Mmm that sound never gets old. My throat is your happy place and your happy place is the second my tongue wraps around your prick.

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