~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~

Watching students fuck! As I sat for the students to paint I looked around the room.  One of the ways I am able to sit as long as needed is to play a game with myself.  Wondering how the tall lanky guy painting in the back looks without his shirt, or the overweight housewife standing nearer to me.  At some point, I start to wonder how they would be together.  Seeing her down on her knees sucking his cock while he paints or him fucking her from behind as she mixes the paint colors.  I sometimes try to pick out the moaners and screamers; deciding which one would spaz out when having their orgasm or climax.  Some of them look so stiff I find it hard to imagine they get off at all much less scream.    Continue reading “Watching Students Fuck”

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Sharing is Caring Especially When It Comes To Your Cock. Picture this – me and one of my hot friends taking turns sucking your hard, throbbing cock. Then right at that moment when you can’t hold back even a second longer you erupt with volcanic orgasm, shooting your load straight into my mouth. But instead of just swallowing your load I turn to her and give her a hot, cum-filled kiss. Sharing your cum with her as I kiss her. Continue reading “Sharing Is Caring Especially When It Comes To Your Cock”

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You actually think you deserve an orgasm? Wrong. I will ruin every orgasm because I enjoy it and I mean every last one of them. It is so fun watching you get to the edge and then absolutely ending any chance of pleasure or release. Gooning for hours and getting those aching, swollen balls, then crushing all hope of cumming.

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The gym was crowded, but I blocked the world out with my earbuds in. Pushing my body helps when I’m stressed, and lately, I have been stressed. I was on the stair stepper, climbing my way endlessly to a tight ass, when I started to get those tingles at the back of my neck. You know the feeling you get when someone is watching you?

That primal instinct serves as a warning in the presence of danger. I looked back and didn’t see anyone watching me, but I couldn’t shake the feeling. Sweat trailed down my spine and soaked the top of my high-waisted leggings. Finally, when every inch of me felt exhausted, I stopped the machine and leaned on the rails to catch my breath.

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~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~

Your fantasy phone sex is probably no “did you take the trash out“, no “not now the kids are awake”  no ” I have a headache“.  Sure you hear enough of that at home.   I’ve seen the wife out a few times and I wouldn’t think she has much respect for herself.  I want to turn your sexual world upside down. Just a warm sensual voice that will return the desire you are looking for.  Just lay back and let me take you down the path of sensual pleasure.  Reading all those blogs gets you so hard and you don’t know which one you want to act on.  Easy Peasy!  Just do it; pick it set it up and have fun. You’ll never be able to have good fun; jacking to them is no way as fun as having a warm player on the other end of the line. Continue reading “Your Fantasy Phone Sex”

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GFE Valentine Phone Sex – Awwe, it must really suck to be so pathetic. You can’t even get a real date for Valentine’s Day. You see all of your friends and coworkers planning all of those romantic evenings with their wives, girlfriends and even side chicks but all you have to look forward to is dinner alone and then afterwards with your hand. Now, that is just sad, loser.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Do you like a thigh gap? You won’t find one here? No, Sir. I am a full-figured teen with thick thighs who’s ready to take your breath away. I know you’ve been looking at BBW porn and wondering what it would be like to feel that weight on you. You’ve been wondering how heavy my round teen ass would feel as I sit my full weight on your ass and close my chunky thighs as I watch you struggle under me.

It’s time for you to stop wondering and give in to those curiosities. Together, we’ll make your smother fantasies feel real.

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Cock Stroking Goon

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Here you are, back to jerk off again to the site. Every over and over all over again you find yourself back, doing the same thing. You can’t help it. Your mind is so fucked, you are addicted to loser jerkoff porn. You have so many options of things to jerk off to on the internet yet, here you are, you’re constantly finding yourself back here, over and over again. You could be watching hot lesbian porn or some stud fucking some hot girl on all fours, but no, you find yourself drawn back here. A cock stroking  goon.

What is it about loser jerkoff spank bank material that you just can’t stay away from? You come back to jerk it, over and over again, no one is making you do this. You must be such a fucking loser. I’m sure real men aren’t into this kind of thing, in fact, I know they don’t. When I tell my real men about this, they fucking laugh and can’t believe it even exists!

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TOM 1-844-332-2639, ext 342

Sometimes a guy like me needs a Sugar Daddy. When I was still in college He was this older, closeted fag type and a professor of one of my classes. I noticed him staring at my ass when he thought no one was looking and I could see the lust in his eyes whenever he talked to me. I was in need of a Sugar Daddy to help with my expenses and he seemed to fit the bill.

I decided to use this to my advantage. The fact was, I was a broke ass college student. Sure, I was hot and good looking but most of the bitches I “dated” could only provide me with pussy and free drinks. They couldn’t give me the financial backing I really needed.

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Inflatable

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My ankles were cuffed apart from each other. So wide apart. My knees couldn’t close, but I wouldn’t want to close my thighs even if I could. The man between my legs was rubbing a thin, smooth inflatable dildo up and down my wet slit. He’d lubed it to make it glide across my swollen clit, and with every swipe of the head over my hot button, my hips jerked up to meet his touch.

At the end of the dildo was a thin hose that fed into a bulb-like pump. It looked much like a pressure cuff, and he lifted the dildo for me to see as he pumped that bulb. To my surprise, the head of the toy grew and grew. It tripled in size and then some. He stabbed it against my hole, and no matter how much pressure he applied, it just wouldn’t go in.

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