TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

They say there’s something women like about a pickup man. I couldn’t know for sure what the appeal is, but it turns me on when he helps me into his lifted pickup truck. He rolls down the windows and turns up the radio as we travel down old backroads. They twist and turn, following the path around landmarks instead of cutting right through nature’s beauty like the highways do.

With the wind blowing my hair all around the cab, I shift onto my knees and lean over the console. His cheek blush, and he adjusts his ballcap, tugging it down to hide his emotions. His nervous chuckles give him away, though. My hand rubs over his crotch. We’d talked before about how he’d never experienced road head. After today, he won’t be able to say that anymore.

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Backseat loving

Backseat loving xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

You took me on a wonderful date, tonight is one of the best nights I’ve had in a long time. I don’t want it to end but we both have to go home to our spouses unfortunately. As I sit in the front seat with butterflies in my belly, you stroke my thigh and inch your hand up my skirt. I want it as bad as you, so I don’t intend on stopping you. Instead I entice you by hiking my skirt up a bit giving you easy access. With the sun setting and plenty of people still on there road, I suggest that we park somewhere more secluded where we could have a bit of privacy. You eagerly agree and speed off into traffic driving to a secret spot where we meet regularly. I’ve been waiting for this moment all day now I finally get to feel you inside of me.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My friend’s Aunt hosted a birthday party for her nerdy cousin, and she asked me to come. I didn’t have any other plans, so I bought him a video game and showed up at the party. As soon as I walked in, I knew exactly why she’d asked me to come. The dude was a loser with zero friends. He’s such a dork that her Aunt had hired a magician to perform, basically for the five of us.

His mom, Dad, cousin, and I sat in the backyard watching as the Magician set up his show. The doofus was pacing in front of the Magician, asking him a ton of questions, and it was clear the guy didn’t understand why he was at a twenty-year-old’s birthday party.

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Stars

Hunter 1-844-332-2639 ext 387

It’s a chilly fall night. Perfect night for a fire and a few drinks. Sitting at my firepit in the backyard with my drink in hand I stare up at the stars. It’s my favorite time of year as there is nothing better than sitting here under the star hearing nothing but the crackling of the burning wood. Sometimes while I sit here I will enjoy a good book.

After sitting here for a couple of hours I decide to get in the hot tub. Fulling my firepit full of wood so it will burn for a while so I can enjoy my hot tub. Walking the short distance over to my hot tub I slide my clothes offsetting them on one of the chairs on the patio. Slowly getting into my hot tub I bite my lip at the slight burn of the heat on my body.

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Tom 1-844-332-2639, ext 342

Hey fat fuck. It’s time to get your weak ass up and do something. Maybe some faggot training. We both know how much you love to suck dick. Might as well put that mouth to work. I

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Outside
Sweet-Lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Outside. The idea of being exposed makes your cock hard but the reality of it scares you. It can be a struggle to give in to what you need, when what turns you on the most also terrifies you. I’ve thought of a fun little way to embarrass us both.

Yes, I said both. Don’t you think degrading you in a public setting where the audience can only see one side of the conversation would make me look like a raging bitch? My poor cheeks will flush and I may even stutter nervously as I let loose on you. Besides laughing at the words I throw at you, they’d also probably scoff and think “geez, that poor guy. She’s so mean.” Continue reading “Outside Phonesex Call”

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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

He was older, married and wealthy. A powerful type around town with a lot of political pull. All of those met my criteria for a potential Sugar Daddy but what put him at the top of the list was that massive bulge in his shorts as he walked across the golf course. I had been working as a beverage cart girl at the country club mainly because it paid so well in tips. Lots of horny, inebriated men tipping me to serve them drinks, what could be better, right? I enjoy being eye candy for old rich guys.

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Pumpkin

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349 

Yes, I know. The weather is changing but you pumpkin sluts need to slow down. Us summer bitches still have three more weeks to enjoy the pool and the hot, sunshine bronzing our beautiful skin. I love fall too but I’m not in a rush for the pumpkin spice boloney I’m not ready for the Halloween decorations to clutter everyone’s yard. Just slow down!

We waited all year for summer beach parties and poolside BBQ’s. Why do you have to rush for it to be over?

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Mistress Pandora 1 844 332 2639 ext 283

A public pegging is what you require! I don’t know who you think you’re talking to, but I own your boy pussy. Because you ARE my plaything. Acting like you don’t want to get a silicone cock shoved up your ass is a very new behavior? Have you decided that today you’re going to be a man? Fat fucking chance fucktoy! You’re my personal pegging plaything and now I’m going to take you outside for the world to enjoy.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

I just got back from the beach. A week of sun and fun at Panama City Beach aka The Redneck Riviera. So many hot guys and oversexed girls. It was a great little vacation. Of course I was rocking out the skimpiest of bikinis.

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