Horny Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Rhonda Needs a Good Hard Fucking. There it is. I’m blunt with what I want. Want to be my man? See, I’m married. My husband is tall, built, chiseled, and handsome. He also has a pencil-thick tiny dick. We were high school sweethearts. I didn’t find out until my honeymoon. And let me tell you, the disappointment was deep.

He begged me not to leave him, even dropped to his knees as he begged. There was something about seeing him on his knees, tears in his eyes, begging me. It’s like it flicked a switch in me that I never knew was there. So we made a deal. He didn’t realize that agreeing meant he should get used to being on his knees.

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Horny  Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Think you can handle me? I’m looking for a Real Man Accomplice for a good hard fuck. I’ve had nothing but cucks, sissies, and faggots, for a while, so I need someone who thinks he can handle me as an equal.

My body craves touch. I am a sensation junkie, so I want those big, strong, manly hands caressing my body, cupping my tits, playing with my pussy. I want it hard and fast, so make sure you have a cock to please me. Anything less than 9 inches need not bother me. I want something big and thick. Something I’ll feel pounding into my guts as my pussy quivers and clenches you tightly.

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Cuckold Queen Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

I can tell that you’re an insecure man. You try to deny it, but you have “cuck” written all over you. Trust me, I know your secret. I can tell in the way you talk to me. You overcompensate on a lot of details that you’ve given me. You’re always here because your wife chooses to devote her time to other men. Yes, there’s more than one. You’re a Curious Cuck Seeking Help. Well, I’m here to help you face reality.

You try to ignore how your wife dresses up before leaving. Short skirts, low-cut tops, high-heels and a flippent comment about “off to her girlfriend’s house.” You know in your gut that she’s cheating on you.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Naturally, I love the winter holidays. Especially, when you’re single. In truth, there seems to be some sort of special magic in the air when you’re single at this time. Without a doubt, when you’re a sexy single girl all alone.

Furthermore, I had been seeing this guy Tommy for a bit. Although he has the smallest cock I’ve ever seen, he and I have a lot of fun.

Tommy arranged for him and me to go to his family’s Christmas tree farm. Specifically, he texted me and said, “I’m taking you to my family’s farm so you can pick out a tree and then let me cum under your tree”.

When I arrived, I was wearing light-washed ripped jeans that were flared at the bottom. On my feet were the cutest pink waterproof Ugg boots. I had a low-cut navy tank top, barely covering my rock-hard nipples. Along with a white faux fur jacket and ear muffs, I looked cute.

I could see the heads turned as I walked around with Tommy and his tiny dick.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Every little girl loves Disney princesses, including myself. The glamour and the royalty seem to be fun. After all, Megan Markle went from being on Suits and The Hallmark Channel to being a princess in real life, why can’t I do the same thing?

My vibrator was not cutting it, I was touching myself constantly because I was so wet and horny all the time.

Snow White and the other Disney princesses have always been a bit of a turn-on for me. I fantasize about all of them.

For a while, I had been casually hooking up with this guy named Ben. So I decided to make my fantasy become a reality.

I was wearing a royal blue push-up bra and a short yellow pleated skirt. My hair was curled with a red ribbon hairband. My lips, the most luscious red lipstick.

I texted Ben and told him to come over and that I was waiting for him in my bedroom. I told him to let himself in and meet me there.

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Are you backed up baby, come to Trinity.
you will always find yourself cumming back for more when that feeling starts to rise.
I’ll have you closing your eyes and having flashes of us taking advantage of each other on the way to that sweet release.

You’ll sink down in that comfy couch, work chair or seat in your car tickling the head of your cock and stoking to the smooth sexy sound of my voice. You will caress every part of me from my perky hard nipples down to my hips and juicy center. Me breathing in your ear with every sensation climbing higher and higher. You’ll picture yourself thrusting in and out of me, while my sweet hot juices drip onto you, me cooing in your ear Daddy keep going, please don’t stop as we get closer and closer to that intense hard release. Continue reading “IN NEED OF RELEASE”

Home-wrecker Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

If your wife walked in on us, What Would Your Wife See? I imagine you freezing in fear as the door swings open and she enters. Imagine her face with what she sees, probably as frozen as you. It’s then you’ll see a smirk spreading across my lips as I settle back into the bed, stretching a little to show that old hag my slender, perfect naked body.

Would you panic and try to run? Don’t bother, I won’t let you. Do you want to hide away under the blanket and sheets? Oh, good luck with that. I’ll yank them off you. You see, I arranged this. I’m here to wreck your marriage. That is a hobby of mine, after all. I am a home-wrecker.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

It’s time for a Battle for Your Wallet with Rhonda. Doesn’t that sound so fun! I’ll win, of course, because I’ll use your wants and needs to my advantage. Let’s start with the basics. First, look at me. I am perfection incarnate. Blond, perfectly toned body, slim waist, beautiful, voluptuous tits, and long legs that climb up to the most incredible perk round ass.

The exact woman you would never get in real life. You know it. We both know it. I’d never notice you in a room full of incredible men. You are beneath my attention. The only thing you truly offer me is your wallet.

I’ll take control right from the beginning, talking to you, questioning you, forcing you to face how far beneath me you really are.

I am your fantasy. What would you give from your pathetic little life that could enrich me? Right! You’re wallet.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Worshipping your Goddess Rhonda is your most ardent desire. Just being with me, having me listen to you on the phone, your body is already sizzling with excitement. But to touch me, that is beyond your wildest imagination.  Questions pop into your head. Do you deserve to be near me? Do you deserve my undivided attention? Deep down, you know you don’t. You are so far beneath me I should trample you. But instead, I have allowed you to call me. Don’t you feel blessed by your Goddess?

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Ghost

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When Halloween rolls around, my husband and I get the urge to go ghost-hunting! It’s a fun little activity we do to scare each other! We like to seek out haunted hotels or little tourist traps and watch as people squeal and wet their pants, thanks to their overactive imaginations. Neither of us actually believes in the paranormal.

We booked a two-night stay in this little old house near the coast of North Carolina. The legends say an older farmhand took over the runnings of the house when its owner passed away from unknown causes. He lived peacefully in the house, alone for many years, until out-of-town family members came looking for the man of the house. Discovering the rightful owner’s passing infuriated the family. They blamed the farmhand and accused him of foul play. I’m sure you can guess what happened next. Anyway, the farmhand’s ghost is said to take care of the house still, and that he tries to get his revenge by hurting any guests who dare to stay in his space.

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