Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Megara is best known for being the wife of Hercules. Hercules was given Megara as a reward because he led the Thebe’s defence against The Minyans and was a well-known hero.

Now, although Daddy liked to fuck me himself, he wanted to give me to James as a reward because James had helped him close some business deals and make a ton of money. 

So, Daddy was hosting a dinner party at home. I’ll admit, I did enjoy being ravished and having James force himself on and in me. His cock felt so good. Plus, it was so nice, big, and yummy. 

Therefore, I wanted to look as sexy as possible the next time I saw James. Deciding to stick with James’ cosplay kink, I knew exactly what I was wearing to dinner. 

First, I clipped in extensions, curled my hair, and styled it half up with a high ponytail held in by a large gold band. Then, I slipped into an amazing long purple, hollow-out halter dress. To add, I had on gold jewelry and a gold belt. Paired with gold Prada gladiator sandals on my perfectly pedicured feet, I looked stunning. Not to mention, exactly like Megara. 

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Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254

 

New girl at the strip club is what Vivian was but boy was she getting all the attention already on her first day. With the voice of an angel, the body of a goddess, and the demeanor of an ice princess Vivian was the main attraction. All the men were vying for her attention and throwing their hard earned money at her just to get her to look their way. She had beautiful blonde locks, an ass like a juicy apple, perky 34C breasts, and legs for days. It was no wonder why all the men wanted a lap dance with her in the Champagne room.

Vivacious Vivian was surveying the club like a hawk looking for its next victim. She found him at the bar drinking alone looking pitiful. Poor man looked like he was having a bad day but more importantly, he looked rich just like Vivian liked them. She swoops in on him like a mother hawk who just found dinner for her young. Vivian sat next to him and started small talk while at the same time rubbing her body on him to get a reaction. She looked down at his pants and was shocked to see a very big surprise. Licking her lips she just knew she found what she was looking for.

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No Limits Lucy

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I don’t believe we’ve met before, I’m no limits Lucy. And I don’t know about you, but I’ve never liked having limits put on anything I’m doing in life. If you stifle someone’s sexual imagination and creativity, it’s a really good way to break their spirit.

I’d NEVER want to do that to someone just because of what they’re into sexually. That’s why no limit sessions are so important to me. You can’t go wrong when you and another partner tap into your deepest, darkest, and most twisted fantasies.

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Coming Out

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Are you thinking about finally coming out as your true self? A kinky little panty boy! I’m so proud of you for coming out like this and think you deserve a party with all of my hot friends.

I LOVE introducing panty boys to my group of girlfriends because they always get along really well. So, I’ll plan a party with all of my girls and then have you show up as the party entertainment. Of course my friends and I have a ton of fun, but it’s also so pleasing for panty boys like YOU to be included in my girlfriend group.

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Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254

 

Sex with my boss? Should I or shouldn’t I? What do you think I should do?
On my first day as a secretary for the law firm I wanted to set a good impression. I could tell my boss thought he was God’s gift to women but the truth was he is right. He was a tall dark chocolate man with line backer shoulders and plenty of swag. I saw the way all the women in the office looked at him as he passed by and I wondered how many of them he fucked. I also wondered how long before I could be next.

On my second day I fantasized about my boss all day. I would sit at my desk when I wasn’t typing papers or answering the phone and think about sex with him. What would it be like? How would he fuck me?What positions would he put me in? Where would we do it? Was he as good with his mouth as I was?
I was dripping just thinking about it and ended my day with a little pussy juice puddle on my seat.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

During the day, most people put their best foot forward.  They present the best versions of themselves.  But for some, it’s just a mask.  It’s what they want you to see to hide the monster deep down inside them.  In the dark of the night, they let their true nature out.  They become their real selves in the darkest way possible.  The dark night is when he showed me his truest form.  He revealed the monster beneath the mask.  I became nothing but his plaything to do whatever his evil heart desired.  He had me completely at his mercy and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

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Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

Expect the unexpected – when you explore Erotic Guided Masturbation with me. My first phone sex experience occurred when I was a freshman in college. My high school sweetheart and I had been fucking like rabbits before I left for college. We needed something to fill the void till Thanksgiving break. I needed a little escape from studying, so I called my boyfriend. Let’s say one thing led to another as I began teasing him – Touching my hot wet pussy, as I described what I was wearing, his favorite tee-shirt, little pink panties, and I was sucking on a popsicle.

Deep, long sighs between the long, wet licks of my popsicle. The vision reminded my man of how sexy I looked, sucking his hard throbbing cock as I described it. I told him I wanted him to stroke me as I lured him into erotic, guided masturbation. The thought of him touching himself on the other end of the phone got me so hot between my legs. Continue reading “Erotic Guided Masturbation”

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

 Destroying your ass from the outside in is something that Mistress Tessa is no stranger to.  Something about all of those short gasping breathes that you’re taking, with each spank, that make this Mistress feel a certain way. And understand, my secret remains that on the inside, my pussy is getting juicier by the minute. Those squeals, moans, cries, and nails scratching on the wall, all bring something out of me that puts a smile on my face. You don’t get to see the smile, other than the big smirk I showcase to you. Mistress Tessa loves her wooden paddles.

I like to start off slow, just to get an idea of how much you can really handle, before you let me know you want to call your Mommy for help. You’ve already consented to being destroying though, remember? Seeing you so physically spent, trying so hard to hang on because the thought of surrendering, you just can’t accept… that’s my lovely fix. How far are you going to take it is what’s going through my mind. When are you going to say stop? And even if you say stop, do you really mean it?

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Honestly, I cannot believe that Adam’s multi-million dollar Lamborghini does not have the same self-driving capabilities as a Tesla does. Totally understand that’s something unique to Teslas. All I’m trying to say is when you spend a few million on a car, the least it can do is drive for you. However, there is no better car to fuck in than a Tesla, at least in my opinion.

Luckily for me, Ben drives a Tesla Model X Plaid. Gosh, I really am such a lucky little slut.

Now Ben already told me he was picking me up and was in the mood to get fucked. Lucky again, so was I.

Wanting to look as hot and easy as possible, I needed to decide what to wear.

Finally, I decided on a short blue body-con dress. This dress was perfect, it was strapless and barely covered anything. In addition, I paired it with knee-high tan leather boots and my tan-coloured Louis Vuitton satchel.

Ben’s Tesla was black with a black and white leather interior. Finally, when he arrived, he was blasting my favourite R&B Spotify playlist, “Rap Caviar”. 

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Traveling for business can be really fun. But, of course, it’s not my business; it’s my husband’s. I just tag along because I can. Sometimes, we’d go to exciting places, and I get to explore while he worked, and then he’d spoil me when his work was finished for the day: expensive dinners or exclusive lounges. We’d have so much fun.

Of course, we haven’t been jet-setting much with the way things are now, but the last time I went on a business trip with him, we ended up in Tokyo. I remember he was swamped that trip, so before we left, I demanded we go out and really paint the town. I wanted to do something really naughty.

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