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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. But none of that even mattered anymore. He confessed that he wanted more. He wanted me to find him a young boy my age. Then he wanted me to teach him how to pleasure a man like Mr. Martin. Wow, it was all a lot to swallow. Pun intended, lol. But none the less, I was ready to find the perfect boy for him. And I knew deep down who that was. My friend from HS Danny. He had always been a curious panty boy. So I contacted him and sure enough he was on board with the plan.

When Danny got to my apartment, his apparent giddiness proved how excited he really was. I got him all dressed up in some of my lingerie. Then we heard a knock on the door. It was Mr. Martin.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’d somehow ended up at a friend’s backyard BBQ, half-listening to a conversation about the merits of different BBQ sauces. That’s when I noticed him leaning against the grill with his shirt sleeves rolled up. His fingers were absently toying with a set of tongs, just as I noticed the sunlight glinting off his wedding ring. Not that I was ogling, of course. I was just appreciating the way his hands moved. When our eyes met, he raised an eyebrow and I froze.

He ambled over, clutching a plate of ribs like a peace offering, and we fell into that classic small-talk rhythm. Compliments on the food, jokes about the humidity, a shared eye-roll at someone’s questionable ketchup-to-mayo ratio. But then, out of nowhere, he asked, “You ever fix a leaky faucet?” and I blinked, because what? “No,” I said, laughing. “I just turn off the water and pretend it’s not dripping.” He chuckled, of course.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I have always liked the dark side of control. Sometimes, I think back to the hallway of my old school, where the smell of chalk and old books mixed with the scent of my very hot teacher’s cologne. Mr. Harris was my English teacher for three years. He was kind, with a soft voice that could make Shakespeare feel like a whisper in a lover’s ear. To me, anyway.

After graduation I left the town. I moved to the city, and learned how to dress in black leather and how to make a command sound like a promise. I became a domme. This entire time, I kept Mr. Harris’s name in a notebook with his birthday, his favorite coffee, even the way he tapped his pen when he was thinking. It was a secret map, like a game that only I could see.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re not like the others, Amber.” He’s a lot older than I am and I probably should’ve run for the hills as soon as he said that, but I didn’t. I couldn’t help but desire him, even though I knew he was trouble. His hands were cold when he cupped my face, as his thumbs brushed my lips. I tilted my head back, as he murmured, “Spread them.” It wasn’t a request.

My fingers trembled, parting my pussy lips to reveal the ripe, aching fruit between us. The next thing I knew, he was devouring the flesh. MY flesh. I moaned, thinking it was passion, until his teeth grazed my clit and sent a joly of electricity through my entire body.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna had a secret crush on her brother-in-law. She imagined what it would be like to fuck him behind her sister’s back. After all, her sister was a vanilla. And Anna, well, she was always a dirty girl deep down.

Anna went to a local dirty motel and called her brother-in-law.  She told him that she needed to talk and instructed him on where to meet her. She undressed in the room and waited on the edge of the bed.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The rain hammered against the pavement as Zoey and I huddled under the awning of the laundromat, with our work panties clinging to our skin. Twelve-hour shifts at the brothel left us reeking of sweat and cum, and our pussies were chafed raw. “Remember the ad we posted?” Zoey whispered, her breath fogging in the cold. “Seeking detail-oriented individual for personal cleaning duties. Must be hygienic, patient, and open-minded.”

Hugo answered within the hour. He arrived in a hoodie two sizes too big with eyes the color of storm clouds. “You wanted someone for cleaning services?” he’d asked, staring at our soiled panties. We’d nodded, leading him to the laundromat’s back room. It was nohing more than a narrow closet with a rusted sink. “It’s a ritual,” I said, stripping out of my panties. “We need someone clean to do it.” His hesitation lasted three seconds. “I’m good with details,” he mumbled.

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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

You clicked on this blog because you’re a kinky cock sucker, aren’t you? I knew it. I can always smell men like you a mile away. Well, I guess I shouldn’t use the word “men” should I. Because you’re not one.

Real men don’t get down on their knees and suck dick. Only a cock sucker would do something like that. And that’s exactly what you are, a kinky cock sucker. Or at least you will be by the time I’m done with you. Because even if you’ve never sucked a cock, but dream about it, I’ll teach you everything you need to know.

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Would You Suck It?

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Say we met at a party after you’ve had one too many. Too many to notice the things people typically see about me. The things that tell them I’m not all female. You’ve somehow missed all those cues, and then we end up making out.

It’s the hottest makeout session you’ve had since high school. I mean, we are hot and heavy, and then you led me up to a bedroom expecting to get your dick wet. But as you undress me, the elephant in the room becomes revealed. Would you suck it?

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’m a woman of simple, yet incredibly specific, pleasures. While some chase after fancy dinners or the latest gossip, my eyes are always scanning for one thing: a beautiful, thick BBC to wrap my soft, glossy lips around. It’s a craving, a delightful obsession, and frankly, my favorite way to unwind.

Recently, I met his guy. I spotted him across the room, as he was leaning against the bar with an easy smile playing on his lips. He was tall with broad shoulders and had that unmistakable “big dick energy” that always makes me feral. My radar went wild. There was a certain confidence in his stance, a lazy power that promised a delightful experience. My heart did a little flutter-kick. I had to have him!

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My First Big Cock

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I didn’t transition until after I was twenty-one. I’d always known what I was deep inside, but for the longest time, I was scared to embrace it. I’d sneak my sister’s clothes to dress up in secret, but all along, I craved being with a man.

I ached for rough hands to roam over my body and for firm lips to crush against mine. When I finally became bold enough to dress in public, my first outing as a woman was to a park. And as you can expect, it was late at night under the cover of darkness. That’s where I experienced my first big cock.

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