Milan 844-33CANDY Ext. 398
A cheating housewife getting cock on the side is one thing, but it takes an extra dirty mommy to let her daughter have a little fun too. My mom loved to bring her ‘friends’ over late at night when she thought I was sleeping. I could hear her moaning while they fucked her, and I started to get curious. My little cunny would get so wet imaging what they were doing. I just had to peek.
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Milan 844-33CANDY Ext. 398
A teen slut’s wet panties could make any man’s dick bricked. I hope your dick is already starting to throb because my panties are soaked. I mean come on. I’m a teen phone sex slut. All night long I listen to the dirtiest fantasies and tease my pretty pink. Ending the night with dry panties would be impossible. They usually end up in a sopping wet pile on the side of my bed, but I can think of a much better use for them tonight. Open wide and suck them clean.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
Danny was ready to become Danni. Danny was my curious panty boy friend in high school. I recently introduced him to Mr. Martin and they hit it off. I even helped teach Danny how to suck Mr. Martin’s dick and I helped Mr. Martin fuck Danny’s virgin asshole. But Danny was ready to take it a step further. He was ready to go full drag and surprise Mr. Martin. Danny already had beautiful blonde shoulder length hair. So all we needed was some make up and an outfit. At the lingerie store we picked out a beautiful purple lace teddy. He said that Mr. Martin told him that he looks great in purple. So we found a sparkly little purple dress and shoes to match. Then he wanted to find some purple metallic eyeshadow. We also got glittery blush for her cheeks, black eyeliner and mascara, and fuchsia lipstick and nail polish. Then I suddenly realized that she needed a mani pedi. So we found the perfect place and they used the fuchsia nail polish on her fingers and toes. It looked so good on her.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
“Rachel, see me after class” Professor Beckett whispered as he brushed past my desk. My heart immediately started racing at the thought of what on earth might happen next. And my pussy started getting wet in anticipation. But he didn’t lock the door after everyone was gone. He usually locks the door. But instead he came and sat down beside me. He began to explain that people like to talk. And somehow word had gotten back to the dean of the school that we had been messing around. I guess someone saw or heard something. So he said that there was only one way for him to keep his job and for me not to get expelled. He said it wasn’t easy to talk the dean into it, but he finally did. So he told me that I better not screw it up. He told me to go up to his office, get under his desk and wait for him. When he sits down at the desk, it’s my cue to unzip his pants and give him the blowjob of his life because Professor Beckett’s career and my education depend on it.
Mary 1844-332-2639 ext 350
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I am still in shock over Mr. Martin’s confession. I’d already decided that I wasn’t going to tell him that Mrs. Martin had come into work. She’d found credit card receipts and suspected that he was having an affair. There was no way I could tell her that it was me, or that he also messed around with my uncle. I didn’t want to stop seeing Mr. Martin. I’d even been contemplating quitting my job because of this. I didn’t want her to catch us. And I couldn’t tell him not to come in anymore. But that’s when he dropped a bombshell on me. He told me that ever since he was with my uncle, he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about it. The cravings for more had become so intense that he had even been thinking about going somewhere he could get more cock. He told me that he didn’t even think that sex with a female could ever satisfy him again. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. But right as I thought I had heard it all, I found out that I hadn’t at all.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
Ever since she could remember, Kayla dreamed of meeting her very own Prince Charming. The kind of knight in shining armor that would scare away her demons and hold her tight the whole night through. She imagined what it would be like to be the LADY OF THE HOUSE and his little wifey. In a big castle where she would cook and clean and be an OBEDIENT WIFE.
However, in all of her dreams, she didn’t imagine the thick cuff locked around her ankle that kept her chained inside her fake little house. For it wasn’t a home she ended up in, but a prison, and that Prince Charming she’d always longed for? Instead, he was MONSTER like she’d never known could be possible.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work. She was like an aunt to me, and I couldn’t let her see me working there. So I went to hide in the bathroom. My heart was racing at the thought of being caught and my mom finding out that I work at a breastaurant. As a preacher’s daughter, that’s not acceptable. But I was also completely freaked out because I had been having an affair with Mr. Martin. Not to mention the couple of times that my uncle also had his way with Mr. Martin. I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do. As I paced the restroom, I just kept asking myself what on earth she could be doing there. And I was just hoping that she had already left. But that’s when the restroom door opened. It was her. I tried to turn but she knew it was me. She had a look of desperation in her eyes. And she told me that she promised not to tell anyone. She just needed my help. I was literally trembling as I nodded my head in agreement.
Rachel 1*844*322*2639 Ext 457
I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work! We were doing a dance on the bar. It was western night. So we were wearing little crops, extremely short, cut off jean shorts, cowgirl boots, cowgirl hats, and pigtails. The place was packed and the guys were going wild. But there was someone at the back of the room that looked very out of place. She was by herself and actually seemed nervous. That’s when I realized that it was Mrs. Martin. Then I started wondering why she was there. I started getting really nervous. She had no idea I worked there. And I didn’t want her to know. She was like an aunt to me. And I knew she would tell my mom. I was so mortified. But I was stuck up there on the bar. I tried to tilt my hat down to where she couldn’t see my face. But I was so worried that she could tell that it was me.
When the song was over, I worked my way into the ladies’ room as quickly as possible. My heart was racing and I just needed a place to hide out for a moment.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
He came into work. I saw him point to me. He wanted to sit in my section. I had never seen him before. But he was loud, blunt and to the point. He ordered a big mug of beer. Then he proceeded to tell me that he’s a paypig. The more he drank, the louder he got. They finally asked him to leave but he was oinking for me all the way out the door. I couldn’t stop thinking about him all night long. Finally when my shift was over, I headed out to my car. As I approached it, I heard him oinking at me. Then he came over to me on all fours. He literally started throwing money at me. And kept telling me how pathetic he is and what a loser he is. All I could do was giggle. He kept asking me how old I was. Every time I said nineteen, his boner started dripping and he started throwing more money at me. I had never seen anything like it. Then he started saying that he wants to suck and fuck cock. Every time a man would walk by, he would start panting and throwing money.