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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

He came into work and told me that he wanted to play with my feet again. “It’s time for another photo shoot. I have some ideas and something very fun planned” he informed me. What happened last time started playing over in my head. All of a sudden, a surge of energy and wetness exuded from my pussy. I couldn’t wait to see what he had in mind this time. What else could there be? We did everything last time. And it was freaking hot. I never knew I had a foot fetish before. He brought it out in me. I began to wonder if everyone would have the same response to what he did to me. I guess some people’s feet might be too ticklish. But there are sexually arousing reflexology points on feet. So it makes sense that stimulating them feels so good. And I’m proof that it can actually lead to orgasm. Just thinking about it had me so horny and ready for the photo shoot.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My mother was a Siren, and my father a Merman.  It was an unlikely romance but they say you really can’t help with whom you fall in love.  I exist as their love creation and have been gifted with the powers of both species.  That makes me irresistible to many men who hear my song or see the flash of my fins in the water.

One day, a fishing boat found its way into my little corner of the ocean.  It’d been awhile since I had company.  Feeling lonely for so long, I wanted to take advantage of the moent.  So, I silently swam up to the side of the boat to get a peek of its inhabitants.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

As Billy stepped into the shower, I admired his lean, toned body, my gaze lingering on his uncut cock, already hard and ready for me. I couldn’t resist the urge to touch him, so I stepped in after him, as my hands explored every inch of his skin. “I’ve never done this before,” he admitted, his voice sounding shaky. I smiled up at him, as my fingers traced the length of his shaft. “That’s okay, Billy. I’ll show you everything you need to know.”

I started by lathering up his body with a lavender mint soap, my hands eagerly sliding over his chest and down to his cock as I washed him. I took my time, teasing him with soft touches and gentle strokes until he was moaning and bucking against my hand.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

You might expect a French girl like me to be utterly obsessed with haute couture, fine beverages, or perhaps skiing at Mont Tremblant dans l’hiver. And yes, I appreciate a good Pinot Noir and a perfectly tailored jacket as much as the next Quebecquoise girl. But my true passion, my deepest, most fulfilling joie de vivre, lies in a rather unconventional area of human anatomy. Specifically, I’m talking about the magnificent and surprisingly expressive region known as the male butthole.

There’s a certain thrill in watching a man slowly melt into a puddle of delightful vulnerability. The initial surprise, the widening of eyes, the subtle shift in their posture – it’s all part of the butthole exploration dance. They rarely see it coming; my innocent, wide-eyed French charm is an excellent camouflage, masking the mischievous intent bubbling just beneath my surface. It’s like presenting them with a delicate macaron, only to reveal it’s filled with a tiny, exquisitely potent jalapeño. Magnifique!

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They call me Jamie. Or sometimes, just ‘hey you,’ or whatever name they remember from the last town over. It doesn’t matter. I’m not here to be remembered, not really. I’m here to be forgotten. Or, more accurately, to help them forget. My life is a constant hum of tour buses and hotel rooms, a carousel of tattooed arms and whispered insecurities after the lights go down.

I’m a professional groupie, a connoisseur of the rock ‘n’ roll world. These guys…They rip themselves open on stage, pouring their hearts out for a crowd, and when it’s over, when the adrenaline fizzles and the loneliness creeps in, that’s where I come in. I’m the quiet after the roar, the comfort before the crash. Their temporary distraction. Their Band-Aid.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Jason, I want you to fuck me,” I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth as I stood there, facing my cousin Jason. We had always been close, but this was something entirely different. He looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise. “What? Are you serious? We’re cousins, Amber!”

I nodded, my resolve firm. “I know, but I can’t help how I feel. I’ve wanted this for so long.” He hesitated for a moment, but then I saw the desire in his eyes. He stepped closer to me, his hands reaching out to cup my face. “If we do this, there’s no going back,” he warned. I nodded again, my body trembling with anticipation. “My body is yours.”

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Accidental Exposure

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

My roommate Jackson is a man’s man. He’s a good guy; he never judges me for being who I am, and we enjoy each other’s company. However, he’s incredibly masculine and burly. You can imagine the surprise I felt when I was lounging in bed last night and got a text from Jackson. It was a picture; he never sends texts, never mind pictures.

I was gagged when the picture loaded, and it was of him in sissy lingerie, sucking a dildo! Not even two seconds after I opened the photo, he tried to delete it and sent another text. “Fuck. Wrong chat.” Oh, I don’t think so. This was precisely the right fucking chat.

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Jessy 1844-33-CANDY ext 305

Headmaster Collins tried to resist me  since the first year of school. It didn’t bother me though, because I knew he was gonna get my sloppy blowjob one day. Did he think I was stupid? I knew he jerked his cock off in his office twice a day. He had no idea that I was friends with his newly-engaged assistant. She absolutely lived to give the scoop on him and if I didn’t think she would blab, I definitely could munch on her carpet because she is so hot! I always do at least one thing to get his attention. Sometimes, my skirt is  too tight or I’ll wear a top that is kind of see-through, so he gets a glimpse of my nipples.He tries to hide his swelling cock , but that doesn’t work. Then, he runs to his office. I get such a kick out of knowing that my flirty tactics work so well.

One day I am one of the last girls leaving the auditorium and Headmaster Collins tells me he needs to speak with me. He tells me how intelligent and beautiful I am , but that he is trying to hold his marriage together. I tell him

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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

There’s a client at the club that really enjoys multi girl dances. Then he will choose two or more of us to go back to his place to party with him. And his idea of partying is watching us have sex with each other. But the other night, he got a little carried away. He invited three of us over. Doing what we do, we always come well equipped with a bag of goodies of course. We never know what we might need, if you know what I mean 😉

While he was making us some drinks, the three of us went into the powder room to change into our sexy lingerie. When we came out, the room was dark. He had a bunch of candles lit. And he told me to get ready for the night of my life. I wondered why he said it to me but not them. Then he told me to sit down and spread my legs as wide as I could get them. Since I had on a crotchless teddy, my pussy was completely exposed. He told the other two girls to get down on their knees, between my legs.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Can you help me out with this harness?” I asked with a sultry smile as I walked up to him at the base of the climb. Jason stood shirtless before the rock face, dusting chalk over his palms. The harness dangled from my fingers as I held it out to him and popped a hip. I didn’t need help, I just wanted his hands on me.

“Sure,” his gaze traveled along my curves, stopping at my firm ass wrapped tightly in my climbing leggings. I stepped into the harness and bent over, pushing my ass out enticingly towards his growing bulge.

“Help me pull it up, please,” I bit at my lower lip as I peered at him through heavy lashes from over my shoulder. He tugged the harness up, making me lose a bit of my balance, and I leaned back against him. Allowing me to feel his massive cock against my thigh. His strong hands gently caressed over my ass as he pulled the harness tight around my waist, and all I could think about was how vulnerable I would be tied up and hanging in the air in front of him.

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