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Turning Johnny Into a Foot Cuck

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

The house party was in full swing, and the couches were packed full of people playing games and drinking. Johnny and I took a seat on the floor by the coffee table. I wiggled up into his lap, and he was playing with my hair when I noticed Molly had her feet on the table. Johnny gets so horny for stocking feet, and I wondered if he was getting excited seeing her little toes wiggle around as she laughed.

I look back at him and reached out for her left foot. My thumb dug up her arch, and Molly moaned. Her little toes splaying out inside her socks. “Molly, your feet are so tiny! What size are they?”  Under me, I could feel Johnny’s cock waking up.

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My Big Tits

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

In my opinion, it’s almost impossible to find a man nowadays that isn’t into big tits. Of course, small ones are nice too. But nothing beats a sexy woman with bouncy, big tits.

I’ve been a DD since I was a teen, and I’ve pampered them and kept them firm and perfect. I treat them like gold. All of my men love licking them, sucking them and very often, fucking them.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

Where are all my foot freaks?  The boys who can’t get enough of toes, soles, insteps, and heels.  Those who worship every inch of a sexy woman’s foot like mine.  I know what drives you wild and I’m prepared to give you exactly what you need.  It’s time for a sensual and sexy foot job for my foot freaks.  My feet are lotioned and pedicured.  So, they’re soft and beautiful and ready to tease you into mind blowing ecstasy.  Get down in front of me and prepare for me to control you with these sexy feet until you explode all over them.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Hey there little one.  I know you love to play games.  All babies like you enjoy a super fun game with your Mommy.  Mommy wants to play a game with her big boy.  I know you love playing dirty games with Mommy.  They’re always so fun and ends in such a wonderful way.  You always end up winning no matter what we play.  I’ve got a super fun game in mind that I used to play myself.  Today, Mommy wants to play Red Light/Green Light.

Mommy’s going to take your diaper off and let you play with your special toy.  It’s always such a special treat when you’re allowed to play with your little baby cock.  The rules of the game are super simple.  You’re allowed to rub your weewee only when Mommy says Green Light.  However, you have to stop as soon as Mommy says Red Light.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

His name was Daniel. He was devoted in the way that every part of him was constructed for my worship. He brought me coffee every morning. His hands trembled slightly, his eyes were already downcast in anticipation of my day. He kept my world in a perfect, silent order. It was too clean, though. That type of perfection is a vacuum and I am not a creature of neat spaces.

I chose Marcus for his crude vitality. Where Daniel was porcelain, Marcus was raw iron. I didn’t invite him over. Instead, I commanded Daniel to arrange it. The look on his face when I issued his instructions was priceless. “You will serve us drinks, you will address him as ‘Sir.’ Most importantly, you will watch.”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Today is February 13th. The eve of the great lie. And that, my darlings, is why you must spoil me. First, the obvious. Spoil me to prove you can. The florist delivers on Valentine’s Day. The cliché. But a bouquet of black calla lilies arriving today, a day early, at my door, not hers? That’s a secret. That’s power. It whispers, “I am thinking of you while I am picking out the safe, red roses for my boring wife.”

Spoil me for the silence I keep. Your wife asks how your day was and you say, “Fine. I had a long budget meeting.” You weren’t in a meeting. You were here, with the curtains drawn, tasting the expensive caviar you told her you were saving for a “special occasion with the guys.” I am the living, breathing secret you tuck into your suit pocket. Simply put, I don’t call. I don’t text at inopportune times, either. My discretion is an art form and good art is never cheap.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna was walking home from the bodega with her arms full of bags. She balanced herself well in her heels still strutting down the sidewalk. Just as she almost reached home, one of her bags ripped, and her items spilled all onto the concrete.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Let me tell you about the time I scared my captor.  One minute I was walking down a dark alley.  The next minute I found myself waking up tied and gagged in an unfamiliar room.  I blinked and looked around.  Finally, I spotted a masked man sitting off to the side watching me as I gathered my bearings.  “What am I doing here?” I asked.  My question came out muffled behind the gag in my mouth.  He reached forward and tugged the gag out of my mouth.  “What am I doing here?” I asked again, clearly this time.  He grinned what I assumed was supposed to be an evil filled grin and told me that he’d taken me to be his personal play thing.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Thank you so much for meeting with me Dr. Julie. I have an embarrassing issue. It’s not easy for me to talk about. I feel a lot of shame and guilt. And it’s not easy for me to admit this. But, well how can I put this? You see, my husband and I didn’t have sex before marriage. I never would have married him, had I’d known. When I saw it on our wedding night, I was horrified. Of course I had never thought of packing a magnifying glass. But I desperately needed one to find it. It was microscopic. An itty bitty, teeny weeny, tiny penis. My wet pussy dried up in an instant. I lost all sexual desire that night. I feel horrible but I’m not sexually turned on by him at all. And now my thoughts have begun to wonder. I’m reluctant to admit this Dr. Julie. But I’ve been fantasizing about huge hard cocks. I want one so badly that I’ve even been thinking about cheating on him. I don’t know what to do. That’s why I’m here. I hope you can help me.” She confessed.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Melanie handed me the mug. “He’s yours for a while,” she whispered. “Then it’s my turn.” Ethan didn’t suspect a thing. He’d been grinning all night at the party upstairs, leering at us like we were prizes. By 10:47pm, I made sure he’d downed three drinks, all of which contained chamomile and a splash of something far more calm-inducing. He slumped against the couch shortly after he finished the third drink. What a dummy. He should have known not to accept a drink from a near-stranger.

“Let’s move him,” I said. Melanie smirked. “I bet he never suspected this would happen when he chose to go to the party.” We carried him down like a ragdoll. His protests dissolved into snores by the third step. The diaper we put him in was size XXL, which was a mocking fit for his bulky frame. Melanie held him still while I snapped the tabs. Ethan twitched once, as if he was dreaming of escape. If only he knew. lol I reached for the laxative, sweetened to taste like vanilla. He gulped it down in a bottle, oblivious to his current reality.

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