Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Are you ready to do as your goddess commands? I, Mistress Diana, recline upon my opulent throne, my regal form draped in sumptuous black silk and gold trim. Before me kneels my humble worshiper, eyes fixed adoringly upon my divine cunt. His devotion is palpable, a joyful offering to please this goddess of flesh.
“Rise, my faithful subject,” I command, my voice dripping with sensual authority. “Come and worship my pussy with your lips, your tongue, your very soul.”
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I never thought I’d find myself in the position of managing a failing company, but there I was, ready to take on the challenge. The first order of business was to assess the staff, and it didn’t take long to realize that Chris was not pulling his weight. He had only been with the company a few weeks, but wow, he was bad at his job!
I called him into my office and told him that he was on thin ice. His eyes widened, and I could see the fear in them. But then, I had a change of heart. I told him that there was only one way to keep his job. He agreed that he wanted to stay, he liked his job and all. “Alright,” I said, “remove your clothes and get down on your knees.”
Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454
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I knew he was watching me and I had a lot of fun with it. My second floor bedroom overlooked a small parking lot. This is where he would “hide” watching me. I got home after dark but I still half expected for him to be waiting there, watching.
I turned on the light in my bedroom and stood in front of the window. I slipped my tank top over my head revealing my purple lace bra. Pilates class was more than rewarding, my body felt loose and limbs elongated. I peered out the window from the corner of my eye…was he there? Watching?
After slipping my booty shorts down to my ankles, making sure to face my tight little ass towards the window. I stood slowly and then slipped my silk panties off. I turned, now facing the window again. My little pussy totally bare, I used my hands to run them over my thighs then slipped them behind me to remove my lace bra.
After taking off my bra I stood cupping my breasts before sliding my hands through my hair removing my hair tie.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I know a ton of fellow kinky cougars and we ALL admit to loving young cock. Once you’ve had it there’s really no going back. But how do you feel about us? When you were a teen was there ever a hot, older woman who used to make you cum?
Someone so sexy that you would think of her every time you jerked off. Maybe a neighbor or teacher that you used to fantasize about? How many kinky cougars have you had the pleasure of fucking?
Julie 1-844-332-2629 Ext 453
It was a scorching hot summer day. My air conditioner had gone out. So I called a friend that owns an air conditioning repair business. He sent one of his guys over that evening. Usually they call or text prior to give me a heads up. But he didn’t. So I was in some skimpy little shorts and an almost see through little tank top. Too hot for bra or panties. But that’s not everything. I was sucking on a popcycle because it was so hot! But to top it all off, he was one of my stepson’s high school friends. He had been over to the house several times years ago. I was like a mother figure to him. Now he was all grown up. And very strikingly handsome. I felt so naked, standing before him, so scantily clad. He was nervous. I could tell. His eyes were huge as he looked me up and down. And I saw his cock grow as hard as a rock under his pants. I tried not to stare. But it was difficult to hide my arousal. I was so wet. And it was impossible to hide my hard nipples under that top.
Bethany 1 844-33-CANDY ext 260
I had him on his knees, face down ass up!! I slapped his face, “take it bitch.” He wailed out with excitement , he loved the way I was stroking him from the back, very roughly.
I flipped him around like he were my bitch (well he was.) I spit in his mouth. Slamming my strap on into his little asshole. He made faces that were incredible.
I punished him real good. Made him behave for mama. Good boy. He was behaving quite well. Maybe he deserves a treat.I turned around, roughly pulling on his cock.
MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
I noticed him when I first moved in next door to his house. He seemed so young and virile. I caught him staring at my body a few times when I would do yard work. A plan hatched in my mind. So, I called him over to my yard and asked him if he’d like a summer job. He eagerly admitted that he’d love some summer work. I smiled as he stared at my tits the entire time we talked. Then I told him to come into the house so we could discuss the terms of his summer job.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Oh man do I love it rough. As I recline on the plush hotel bed, the anticipation is palpable. My latest conquest, a ruggedly handsome man named Jake, towers over me with a cocky grin. It’s obvious he’s eager to claim my body as his playground. And I’m more than ready to submit.
Jake strips off his clothes, revealing an impressive physique and a massive erection straining against his boxers. I lick my lips, my pussy already dripping with arousal. When he frees his cock, it springs out, thick and long, the engorged head glistening with precum.
“Get on your hands and knees, dirty girl,” Jake commands, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I obey immediately, presenting my ass to him like the fucktoy I am. He wastes no time, gripping my hips and driving his massive cock into my soaked cunt with a forceful thrust.
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
I know your secret. Did you know you talk in your sleep? It’s true. After a fantastic night of lovemaking, with my head resting against your chest as you slept, I heard you mumble. I listened more carefully, and what you said was, “Please, Mommy. I won’t wear them again. Don’t spank me.”
Wear them? I thought. What had my naughty boy stolen from his Mommy that caused him to get punished? “What did you wear?” I asked softly, while noting how your cock pulsed to life under the blankets.
“Your pantyhose again.” You tossed your head side to side in your slumber as if you could escape Mommy’s wrath.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
The brochure for “Carnal Kingdom” was a masterpiece of suggestive design: neon lights, blurred figures, and a tagline that read, “Not your grandmother’s carnival.” On vacation last week, seeking something beyond the usual tourist traps, this adults-only amusement park seemed like a perfect diversion. Especially for a girl like me.
The park lived up to its name, with rides like “The G-Spotter” and “Wet Dream Falls.” But one attraction, towering over the rest with its garish, phallic silhouette, immediately caught my eye: the “Cocktival.” “You gotta try it,” a heavily tattooed guy in line ahead of me grinned, adjusting his novelty penis-shaped hat. “It’s an experience.”