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.
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.
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.
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?
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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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.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
The door closed soundlessly. My hand slipped from Sean’s, allowing me to adjust the small screen in the booth. Sounds of porn and moaning could be heard from all around us, but I selected a cock sucking video, and it caught Sean’s nervous attention right away. “See? You want that, right?” My hands moved to his back. Rubbing him gently and massaging his shoulders. Then I turned him to face the hole in the wall. We both looked down at the empty opening, and he started to hyperventilate.
“Watch the screen.” I moaned and slid my right hand into his pants. His cock was harder than I’d ever felt it. “That’s it, my little glory hole faggot slut. We’ll fill your pretty mouth with cock soon enough.” His dick dribbled over my fingers, and we both froze when we heard footsteps enter the booth on the other side of the wall.
Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414
One of the members at the gentlemen’s club hired me to dance at his son’s bachelor party. Those are always fun gigs and an easy way to make a good amount of quick cash. But this one wasn’t like most. They had something different in mind. As I took the elevator up to his swanky bachelor pad, I had no idea what I was in for. It all started out like any other bachelor party. We had some drinks and mingled. Then we turned on the music and I started dancing. I gave each of the guys individual attention but focused mostly on the bachelor. He was sitting in a chair right in the middle of everyone. I decided to tease him and drive him wild by rubbing my ass in his lap and my tits in his face. Then I would go do the same to one of his friends. Every time I went back over to him, his cock was harder than before. By the time I went through all of his friends, all of their cocks were pitching tents in their pants. But the bachelor didn’t know that I had a surprise for him.
MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
My son has a very sexy friend, Jason. He’s captain of the football team and plays lots of other sports. I’ve noticed him checking me out when he thinks I’m not paying attention. Also, I overheard Jason telling my son that I’m the hottest mom he’s ever seen. So, I decided that such sweet words deserve to be rewarded. Not to mention, he’s a hottie himself. What older woman like me wouldn’t jump at the chance to seduce and fuck a hot young stud like him? You’d be crazy to miss an opportunity like this.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
My little boudoir, tucked away in the shadows of the Neo-Quebecois arcologies, is more of an intergalactic pit stop than a massage parlour. Earthlings? Pah! They are so predictable. Most prefer vanilla sex, some maybe throw in an interesting fetish or two every so often. But the extra-terrestrials? Give me a multi-limbed sentient cloud anytime. They know how to live!
It wasn’t always like this, of course. Back on old Earth, it was all just…well, skinflute city. I can’t count how many boring blowjobs I’ve dolled out over the years. Then the galactic gates opened, the tourists arrived, and suddenly, there was a whole new world of anatomy to explore. And let me tell you, when a Tralfamadorian senator offers triple credits just to have you gently hum while they regenerate their epidermal layer, you don’t say no. Especially when their epidermal layer looks like a shimmering, bioluminescent silk cocoon. It’s surprisingly peaceful, a bit like watching a very slow, very expensive lava lamp.
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