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1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

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“God, I love Halloween,” I say, looking around the crowded living room. My Super Woman costume is feeling a little tight in all the right places, and I can feel the sheer coffee brown pantyhose hugging my thighs. “Especially all these costumes. It’s like everyone’s letting their freak flag fly.”

You’re standing next to me, looking equally as good in your Robin Hood outfit. The pantyhose under your tights are a nice touch, and I can’t help but imagine what’s underneath. Continue reading “Stroke To My Pantyhose Pt. 4” →

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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Best Mouth

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Guess who’s got the best mouth in the South? Kinky little Krysta does. I have a tad bit of a reputation for the ways I can twist up my tongue. You’d be amazed how many wiggles a tongue can waggle with a mouth fulla dick. But that terrible little daddy issue I have makes my desire to please men color my mind. I’m almost blind with the desire to make you cum in my mouth.

Have you ever had a need drive you wild like I’m talking about? An itch you can’t scratch? Like an addiction! I’m addicted to having cock in my mouth. Big, thick, thin, small, fuck I don’t care so long as it can flood my hungry throat with jizz!

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Tonight I Dont Want A Trick or Treat

Kadence 844-33CANDY Ext. 458

It is finally Halloween night and the town around me is in full go mode enjoying all of the festivities. I would love to be trotting around, in one of my many slutty costumes, but tonight I don’t want a trick or treat, I just couldn’t pass up a cozy night at home while I had the house all to my self.  I’ve been such a good girl in school, passing all of my tests this week,  all of the studying just has me exhausted. I am totally looking forward to a quiet night home alone, I might even turn off all of the lights to keep the trick or treaters away. Daddy wouldn’t want me opening the door to all of those strangers while I’m home alone anyway. I decided to get comfortable in my favorite onesie, this one is soft and fuzzy, it feels like I’m being cuddled.  I got settled in the living room  and started painting my nails as I watched  a halloween classic on tv. Just as I was starting to think I had avoided all of trick or treaters for the night, I heard a firm knock at the door. Of course I ignored it, couldn’t they see I didn’t want to be bothered?! I rolled my eyes and turned up the tv. The knocking persisted and finally I heard a man yell “PIZZA’S HERE”  through the door. Maybe daddy decided to send me a snack !

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I’m a married man Dr. Julie” he shamefully admits. He goes on to explain that he feels so guilty for having these desires and needs that she can’t fulfill. I explain to him that this is a safe place to express himself and get his needs met in a safe and healthy way. Lying to her seems wrong and really bothers him. I explain that if telling someone the truth about something is only going to hurt them and nothing good is going to come from it, then don’t. Doing so is only to make yourself feel better and is selfish at this point. We only live once, at least in these bodies. And life is short. We shouldn’t deny, or deprive ourselves. We deserve to be happy. We all have fantasies, fetishes, and desires. It’s natural. We can’t stop those thoughts. The harder we try, the stronger they are.

I tell him that this is where he can let go and know that everything we do, say, play, and pretend here stays here. This is therapy. You will be a happier, healthier person and husband because of it.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

I once was prey, just like you. Weak, unseeing…mortal. That was until one late night in October when I got separated from my friends after a girls’ night in the city. We’d been drinking way too much and stumbled out of the club, intending to walk back to our hotel.

One minute, I was behind them, and then my high heel got stuck in a grate. I bent down in the street to wiggle it free, and when I looked up again, they were gone. The road had been crowded and loud, but as I scanned either direction for my friends, the entire street was eerily quiet. Under the street lights, only puffs of steam stretched across the space between buildings. Finally, I called out for them, standing up with one shoe in my hand.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

I’m housesitting for the Johnsons again. Once again, I’m fantasizing about what it would be like to be Mrs. Johnson. She has a perfect life, a perfect house, a perfect husband, and she’s perfect. They get to travel all the time. Right now they are at a bed and breakfast located in a wine vineyard right outside of town. I start imagining what their romantic evening is going to be like. I see them having a private, candlelit dinner on the rooftop overlooking the wine vineyard. She looks beautiful, but he looks even better. After dinner she slips into sexy lingerie, and he makes wild, passionate love to her. She’s the luckiest woman in the world to have such a sexy, sweet, romantic, and absolutely perfect husband in every way. The thought makes me wet. I start looking through a photo album on the coffee table. It’s full of pictures of them traveling around the world. I can’t help but start playing with myself. I’m imagining him making love to me. All of a sudden, I heard the front door open. I sat on the sofa stunned with no bottoms on. I was spread wide open, playing with myself.

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Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

You suggest we leave the club and go back to your place. I hesitate for a moment, but the thought of what could happen between us is too enticing to resist. As soon as we’re through the door, you take control. I can feel your hands roaming my body, possessively claiming me as yours. You pull away, your eyes dark with desire. “I’ve been thinking about this all night,” you growl, your fingers tracing the hem of my dress. “I want to tie you up and have my way with you.”

My breath hitches in my throat as you speak, my body trembling with anticipation. I nod my head, giving you my consent. You waste no time, leading me to your bedroom, tying me to the bedposts with soft, silky ropes, and exploring every inch of my body with your hands and mouth. Your fingers dance close to my pussy but never quite touch it. I’m writhing beneath you, desperate for release.

“Please,” I beg, my voice hoarse with need. “Please what?” you ask, your fingers finally sliding inside me. “Fuck me,” I gasp, my hips bucking against your hand. You don’t need any more encouragement and

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Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

It was a sunny afternoon in May and I was home from College for the weekend. It was the perfect opportunity to see my GORGEOUS 49-year-old neighbor, Mr. Gillis, who had been flirting with me since my birthday last summer. I had been dreaming about him ever since.

“You’ve always had the hots for me, haven’t you?” I asked, crossing my arms under my perky tits (so he could get a better view). I already knew the answer to my question.

“Yes…I suppose I have, Amber,” he admitted, a small smile playing on his lips. I smirked. “Well, I’ve always had a thing for you too,” I confessed, my voice low and sultry. Mr. Gillis’s eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered. “Is that so?” he asked. I nodded, biting my lip. “Yeah,” I whispered. “I want you, Mr. Gillis. I’ve wanted you for a very long time.”
Before I knew it, we were standing in his kitchen. His hands roamed my body, cupping my ass and pulling me closer to him. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my thigh. My pussy was dripping with anticipation and I was desperate to feel him inside

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I can’t stop thinking about him and our last session. “Dr. Julie I appreciate what you did for her, and us. It is helping her to begin to open up sexually. Of course there’s much more work to be done. But the problem right now is that I just can’t stop thinking about you” Derek confessed. Not expecting this, I hadn’t been able to get him out of my mind either. I didn’t realize the feeling was mutual. He goes on to tell me that he feels so comfortable telling me anything. That feeling is just not there with her, and he doesn’t know if it ever will be. The thought of me gets him aroused. And no matter how hard he tries, he can’t get the thoughts out of his head.

Before I know it, we are full on making out on the couch. We can’t keep our hands off of each other. It’s like we can’t get enough. His kisses are so sensual. No one has ever made love to me through kissing alone, until him. Our bodies are intertwined and thrusting against one another. I can feel his hard cock pressed against me through our clothes.

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