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Spit Bubbles

Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I have a craving for spit bubbles today. I’m a girl who always indulges in her desires. That’s why I’ve slipped you into the latex vacuum bed. The soft whirring of the vacuum blocks out any other sounds around you as it constantly pulls the air from the bag, causing the latex to suck against you like a second skin.

Head to toe, you are entirely encapsulated in the vacuum bed, except for the hole just big enough to allow your hard cock to stretch through. From within the bed, you’ll be unable to struggle or protest—such an effective bondage method.

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You Still Wear Your Mom's Pantyhose

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I know your secret. Did you know you talk in your sleep? It’s true. After a fantastic night of lovemaking, with my head resting against your chest as you slept, I heard you mumble. I listened more carefully, and what you said was, “Please, Mommy. I won’t wear them again. Don’t spank me.”

Wear them? I thought. What had my naughty boy stolen from his Mommy that caused him to get punished? “What did you wear?” I asked softly, while noting how your cock pulsed to life under the blankets.

“Your pantyhose again.” You tossed your head side to side in your slumber as if you could escape Mommy’s wrath.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The brochure for “Carnal Kingdom” was a masterpiece of suggestive design: neon lights, blurred figures, and a tagline that read, “Not your grandmother’s carnival.” On vacation last week, seeking something beyond the usual tourist traps, this adults-only amusement park seemed like a perfect diversion. Especially for a girl like me.

The park lived up to its name, with rides like “The G-Spotter” and “Wet Dream Falls.” But one attraction, towering over the rest with its garish, phallic silhouette, immediately caught my eye: the “Cocktival.” “You gotta try it,” a heavily tattooed guy in line ahead of me grinned, adjusting his novelty penis-shaped hat. “It’s an experience.”

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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

A lady doesn’t kiss and tell. A lot of dancers tend to be very jealous, competitive, catty, insecure, and petty. They sometimes feel the need to brag to the other girls about which clients they’ve been entertaining privately. But a lady should never kiss and tell. There are a few quirky clients that somehow get off on that. And of course, in that case, we give them what they want. But most respect their privacy.

Gossip has been spreading about a relationship I’m having with my friend’s father. You might remember that she had a party at his house. And that was the night I met him. He’s a big sweetheart. He’s confident, mature, and quiet. But his big dick energy in potent and undeniable. The best part is his huge heart. I’m really falling for him. But it’s no one else’s business. My friend works with us at the club, so that doesn’t make the situation any easier. All of the girls have been giving me the third degree. They all know that he’s very wealthy. What they don’t know is that he’s been spoiling me like crazy. He’s the best sugar daddy I’ve ever had.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

We met at a taco stand, I was fucking hungry waiting for my order when I saw him peering at me in the corner of my eye. I turned my head towards him, he smiled at me. A sexy smile, a delicious smile. I smiled back at him thinking of how cute I thought he was. 

After a short period of time and after getting my order I decided to head home so I could eat. “Wait, hold on” he announced waving my way. I turned and stood there. “I wanted to ask you something and you can slap me, I won’t be mad” I laughed, a look of confusion across my face.  

“Could I draw you?” I glanced side to side. “What kind of drawing?” “Like you, your face, your body. I’m an artist and I love to draw. Especially beautiful women.” I laughed thinking this was something I just couldn’t pass up. “Sure…” I responded. He immediately smiled a huge big smile. “Thank you. Here, take my card” he asked handing me a small business card.  

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It was a scorching hot summer day. Of all days for my air conditioner to go out. It’s not quick to get an A/C repair guy out during the summer in Texas. It usually takes several days since they get so backed up. But luckily, I know someone that owns an air conditioning repair company. Of course he told me that they were very backed up. But he told me that he could have one of his guys come over this evening when he is finished with all of his appointments. I was very grateful and thankful. But I was wondering how I was going to make it through the day. I took a couple of showers to get wet. Then I put on as little clothing as possible. I had on a little thin spaghetti strap tank top and some thin little shorts. It was too hot for a bra or panties. I turned on all the fans. Sucking on popcycles helped too. Finally I heard a knock on the door. It was such a relief. I couldn’t get to the door quickly enough. When I opened it, before me stood a strikingly handsome young man.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

It’s not a secret, not really. Not to anyone who’s spent more than an hour with me discussing my dating life. My friends just sigh and nod. But it’s true. Unapologetically true. Some people search for a connection, a meeting of minds, a shared love for obscure indie films. All valid, I suppose. For me? I mean, sure, those are nice bonuses. But when it comes down to it, to that primal, magnetic pull, there’s one non-negotiable. I only like big dicks. Huge ones.

And I don’t mean ‘a little above average, nice.’ I mean, fill-you-up, stretch-you-out, leave-no-doubt big. The way it anchors you, the undeniable mass that makes subtle movements feel like seismic shifts. It’s not just about the numbers, though that’s certainly part of the equation. It’s the feeling of being completely, utterly taken. Of every nerve ending singing a roaring symphony, leaving no void, no empty space.

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Pocket Pussy Mouth Gag

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Throat training just got an upgrade thanks to a slutty little sissy named Jay. She wandered into my lair asking for throat training after the cock gagging blog I’d posted, where I pryed a sluts mouth wide open with a gag and allowed real men to pound into the sluts mouth while it was unable to close.

Only when Jay asked to play did I offer up the choice of gag. There was the spider gag, which I’d used previously. However, I’d also just purchased a pocket pussy gag. It’s exactly what it sounds like. The gag keeps the whores mouth forced wide open, but instead of looking into the gaping throat hole, the real man gets to fit his cock through the pussy lips of a Fleshlight.

Can you imagine how humiliating it must be to be stripped naked, made to kneel, and forced to bite down on a gag that makes your mouth a literal pussy? Talk about submission!

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I decided to let my hair down and indulge in a fantasy I’d always harbored, but hadn’t yet tried. It began with booking a luxurious hotel room, slipping into my sexiest lingerie, and texting ten of my most attractive guy friends, inviting them to join me for a night of debauchery and sin. To my delight, each one of them eagerly accepted the invitation.

The room buzzed with excitement as my friends arrived, one by one, each more handsome than the last. The energy in the room was electric, and I knew that tonight was going to be unforgettable. I mean, ten cocks all to myself?! How could I ever not enjoy that?! Once everyone was there, I made my intentions clear. Each of them was to take a turn with me, to fulfill my deepest desires and then make me do anything they wanted. The room erupted in cheers, and I knew I had made the right choice.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

Dancing at the club, all by myself in a sea of people. I was totally faded and feeling the music when he approached me from behind. I felt his hands boldly slide around my waist. We moved in sync, dancing together when his hands decided to explore my body in all its feminine detail.  

His hands slipped from my waist to my tummy, up my core until they landed on my tits. The only thing polite about him was that he stayed over my dress which left nothing to the imagination.  

My nylon dress was designed to flirt and entice. Cuts throughout, exposing my chest, legs, thighs, back and totally showing cheek. Complete with fishnet stockings and stilettos, I showed up to dance and have a good time. Why not wear something totally sexy and revealing.  

His touch and audacity ignited a thrill in me. A sexual thrill. I leaned back resting against him when I slipped my hand back behind me and felt his face, smoothing my hand over his chin then upwards and through his hair. I didn’t need to see him, he felt extremely sexy.  

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