Happy Ending Massage

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Have you ever had a happy ending massage? If you said no, why the hell not?!? Who wouldn’t want a massage from a beautiful woman and then getting jerked off at the end? I actually used to work at a local “happy endings” massage shop in my town. Well I mean technically it wasn’t advertised to be that kind of a massage shop. But it’s the type of place where the girls are “free to have fun” with their clients, if you know what I mean.

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Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

Our marriage is going great and we recently decided to move to Seattle. So far it’s everything we dreamed it would be! You and I have a beautiful home. And quickly made new friends. However, your new friends sometimes bust on you for still rooting for your old team the Dallas cowboys. Either way, we still decide to invite all your new friends over to our house for a football game. You really want your team to win so you can rub your team in their faces. Your friends arrive, & the game begins. I watch a little of the football game, but I mostly wander in & out of the kitchen. I see your friends start to notice me when I leave the room. They even nudged each other to check out my ass. You’re super competitive and really think your team will win.  Then I hear you say, FINE!” you yell to your friends. “I’ll make you’ll a deal: if my team loses, I’ll let my hot wife suck EVERY DICK HERE. That’s how confident I am that they won’t lose!”But soon your team starts to lose and you don’t seem as confident as you did a few moments ago. Continue reading “Football Fucking And Bukkake Party “

I love being a tease, I have been for as long as I can remember. Yes I know I know looks can be deceiving right? Guys and ladies make the mistake of thinking I will jump into bed with them. Just with the snap of their fingers. But oh no no. Where would the fun be in that?! I like to consume your mind becoming all you think about. That sweet deliciousness you just have to try for your self.  To bad you have to chase me before you can even think about finding out how I taste or feel.

It is fun to play little games, showing enough to get any guys dick hard but not enough that they get the full show. Wearing skin tight skirts that barely cover my ass, with a close to see through shirt cut at the midriff and showing off my perky tits perfectly. Making you want it, and to get it you need to have a deep wallet. Spending money on me gives you that false hope that it can buy my attention and love. Not a problem for me to let you think that, leading you on. Continue reading “Teaser”

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Giving the perfect hand job is something I praise myself on.  To me, it’s not just a pump and jerk but a sensual act to bring someone else pleasure. Mutual masturbation we all know is a thrilling experience but bringing someone else to the height of sexual pleasure gives you a different kind of pleasure.  The size of the cock and the shape should always be taken into consideration.  Without stroking up and down and pumping, take your time.  Explore every inch with your soft hand.  Bringing my hand up to the top and wrapping my forefinger and thumb just under the ridge; I turn it like unscrewing a jar.  It’s important to me to use a lube and I prefer Boy Butter lub w/ coconut oil.  Sliding down his shaft and onto his balls takes some of the direct pleasure yet keeps the cock nice and hard. Continue reading “Giving The Perfect Hand Job”

Kayla gets lost in the woods

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A few of my girlfriends planned a hiking trip. It was supposed just to be an easy trail, up to a waterfall where we could swim and picnic, then head back home. However, Sarah said it would be like five hours max. I love the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite ways to enjoy nature, but I’m clumsy and directionally challenged.

Halfway up the trail, our sunny day changed within a blink of an eye. The wind whistled through the trees out of nowhere, and dark clouds raced overhead. With the sun gone and my hair whipping in my face, I didn’t see the moss-covered tree stump in the center of the path. Instead, I tripped, trying to catch up to the girls. Trying to right myself, I reached out for any branch, but the one I grabbed broke, and I lost my balance. My body tumbled and rolled painfully down the embankment. I finally stopped rolling and realized I was lost in the woods. Rain poured down from the angry clouds, and my friends were nowhere to be seen.

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Oh oh oh, the things that could become more than those thoughts that are running in your head. I know you got a lot of them. Especially staring at my photo. I know, trust me I know my tits are perfect and pussy is even better. My voice makes you feel like you are melting. Melting into a sweet sensation, falling into sweet serenity. Want to know what goes through my head?

How much money are you willing to spend to have your fantasies come true? To be so mesmerized, like I have you in a hypnosis. Trust me, I am worth it. Every single penny.When a guy or lady opens that wallet and gives me those numbers. Just the thought that you desire me enough to pay up gets me off. Just thinking of it has me all hot and bothered. Well what are you waiting for? I promise I won’t bite .. Unless you want that is. Also, that your wife won’t find out. That is unless she catches you because I already know you won’t be able to resist.

Tell me. Is that one of the things you like, the thought of getting caught busting a nut for me? Continue reading “Thought Jot”

Worship My Perfect Toes!

Take my shoes off. Take my socks off – be careful, they’re cashmere.

Fetch that bowl of warm rose water, the cloth, and crawl back to me.

Foot worship makes me horny AF.

Get on your knees. I will place one foot in your lap at a time, and you will clean them.

With your tongue. Your tongue will lick every centimeter of my perfect, wrinkly soles. I love feeling…

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I love tanning. It makes me feel so much better about myself. Not to mention it’s so warming on a chilly day like today! I wanted to finish my day with a nice glow, so I swung into the tanning salon before going home after the gym. Normally, I check in with the same sweet girl who man’s the desk every day, but tonight she was nowhere in sight.

In her place was a shy boy. He was tall and lanky, or would have been if he stood up straight. When I approached the desk, he pushed his glasses up his nose and refused to make eye contact. I scanned my membership card and asked for fifteen minutes in booth B, my normal booth. He poked a few buttons on the tablet in front of him and nodded. “Go ahead; it’s open.”

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Valentine’s day, yuck. Love, yuck. Why do we even need a stupid lovey, dovey holiday when ninety percent of couples are unhappy anyway? It’s literally the dumbest day of the year. Just like every year, I won’t be going out and spreading the stupidity of the love fest.

No, for Valentine’s Day, I’m nice and comfy on my couch, in my favorite PJs, watching reality tv. The kinda stuff we should celebrate! Cheating and drama! That’s real life, not looOovveee. Just as I scrapped the last spoon full of ice cream from the empty carton, I heard a weird noise in my bedroom.  Being alone in the house isn’t normally scary, but I don’t often think an intruder is hiding in my bedroom. Armed with my spoon, I tiptoe down the hall and gently nudge my bedroom door open with my toe. I’m shocked to see cupid standing on my bed with his bright red arrow aimed right at me!

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Tee time at the country club.  You may know I have recently started playing golf again.  It’s not that I am that good but really love playing.  Three of my girlfriends and I play.  As we were getting ready to go out an extremely young handsome young man offered to caddy for us.  All was good and after a few holes, my friends were ahead of me.  The young man decided to wait with me.  It was pretty awful being so bad at the sport.  I chipped into the bushes a few times and he was so understanding.  He offered an opinion as to why I may not able to play so well.  He thinks it’s because of my huge boobs and excused himself as soon as he said it.  Telling him it is a good guess and laughing; we moved on.  The very next hole I hit the ball in the brush again.  Continue reading “Tee Time”