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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

Earlier today I went lingerie shopping because my son’s friend Jimmy was over and I knew by the end of the night he would wind up in my bed. I bought a gorgeous red bra and thong set and I was ready to show it off. But I’m not sure how long it would be on for, because I knew Jimmy was a tit man. I put on my new lingerie set and covered up with a black sheer robe.

While I was downstairs, I reheated some leftovers and made a pot of coffee. Jimmy was downstairs watching TV and came in the kitchen when he heard me down there. He walked behind me, his hand grazing my ass through my rob. He thought he was being sly, but I knew what was on his dirty mind. He wanted a taste of this hot MILF.

Did I mention my husband was away on travels and this housewife was oh so lonely?

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The rain lashed against the windows of the hotel room, fracturing the city lights into a smattering constellation of refracted lights. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of cedarwood and the tension that had been building between us for months.

I leaned lightly against the built-in desk, my pulse hammering in my throat. My son’s teacher didn’t move; he simply watched me, his gaze heavy and dark. His eyes tracing the way my breath hitched.

“You’re trembling,” he noted, his voice a low, gravelly hum that vibrated right through me.

“It’s cold,” I lied, shifting away from the desk.

He rose then, moving with a predatory grace that made the room feel suddenly too small. When he stopped, he was inches away. Close enough for me to feel the heat radiating off his body. He reached out, his thumb grazing the hollow of my throat, before sliding upward to tilt my head back.

“I don’t think it’s the cold,” Making eye contact, he murmured before leaning down until his lips brushed against the shell of my ear.

I gasped as his other hand found the small of my back, pulling me flush against him. The contact was electrifying

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Part Two 

“Let’s see just how loud you can get.” He winked and squeezed my throat tighter before shoving my pants to my knees. Most of the heat had leached from the engine after the drive up, but I could feel some of the warmth tingling against my ass and thighs. “Can you be still for Daddy?” I shook my head no with a mocking smirk, and he responded by pressing his thumb tighter along my windpipe. “Try again.” I nodded as I wheezed for my next breath. “Better.” He kissed my forehead and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

The idea of running bounced around in my brain. I could pull up my pants and take off into the cold. Making him track me down and wrestle me to the ground before having his fun, but it was too dark, and I didn’t know where the edge of the mesa was. Instead, I inhaled deeply and listened to him rustling around in the toolbox in the bed of the truck.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

You know I’m a switch, and although it’s fun to punish the boys, sometimes this pussy needs some punishment too. I was on the ground, taking it on all fours like a good slut by my Master James. He had my legs and arms tied up as he was brutally fucking me in both holes from behind. I love the abuse. He fucked me with his thick nine-inch cock and my ass and used an even bigger dildo for my roughed-up pussy.

Master didn’t say anything to me during our whole playtime except, “Your knees look pretty all bruised up like that. Maybe I should make your neck match, purple and blue look cute on you.” He continued to play with be, staying behind me, but this time he started pulling my hair, harder and harder. The harder he pulled my hair, the more he was able to reach my throat so he could squeeze it.

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Gag On My Dirty Panties

Francie 1844-332-2369 xXx 208

“Did you go out with HIM again?” Donny followed me through the kitchen as I put down my purse and keys. He was sniffing around me like a jealous pet. “Did he cum in you? I told you to make him wrap it. I hate when he fills you up.” My eyes rolled so hard I thought they’d never make their way back to the front.

My finger poked his chest to make him back up. “You have no say. Why does it matter?” His knees buckled, and his lower lip pouted out. I could detect a small quiver. It was pathetic.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

My feet beat out a steady rhythm on the treadmill as I began to wind down my cool down run. My gym trainer would be checking on me soon and I needed to be ready for the stretches he’d insist on. Slowing my pace further; I drink from my water bottle, spilling a little down my chin. I wipe my chin and come to a stop. Taking a few deep breaths, I shake one leg then the other before wiping down the controls.

I turn to find my trainer right behind me. “Good job. Now let’s get you stretched out.” He nodded over his shoulder to the yoga mat he’d already laid out. I rolled my head to relax my neck and assumed the first stretch. One knee almost touching the floor, my other leg in front of me at a ninety degree angle, lunging forward. My trainer counted down before I switched.

After switching sides, it was time to do the butterfly stretch. My trainer was never happy with my progress for this one. I sat and brought my feet together in front of me, bracing my elbows on my knees; I gently pulled on my feet. The

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Trampled Fuck Boy

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Boys are basically doormats. Really, they are. Nothing but flesh bags begging to be trampled. Travis knows his place and always lies down on his back so I can break in my new stilettos. The sharp points crave puncturing his skin, and I shiver when he hollers from under my weight.

Last night, he was wearing jeans and no shirt. I guess he thought the denim would protect him from my Louboutins. I stood near his hip and gave a swift kick to his hip. He wheezed a “Thank you, Goddess, please step on me,” and I lifted my left foot to his thigh. I stepped up and pressed all my weight into the ball of my foot. Giving him a small taste of what was to come.

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Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

My college roommate had a cuck of a boyfriend. He was the epitome of a weak-minded simp. We thought it would be a blast to play a trick on him and record his reaction to post on social media for all our followers to get a good laugh. My boyfriend was the total opposite of a cuck. The man was built like a God. Sadly, he had no brains and always thought with his other head. He was the perfect person to complete the prank. I can’t believe he was so gullible at times. All muscle and no brain would describe the majority of my exes in college. Continue reading “Cuffing the Cuck” →

Stuck In The Elevator

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

After a ten-hour workday, I was only a few floors from my bed. I rushed through the lobby of my building, “Hold the door!” I couldn’t miss the elevator. Everything had gone wrong, and if I didn’t melt into my bed in the next ten minutes, surely I would implode. It looked as if an implosion was imminent as the heavy metal doors continued to close. “Hold it!” I yelled again, pushing my high heels across the glossy marble. Just before the doors could close, a large hand gripped the door, and they backed up to let me in.

I almost fell into the box, panting embarrassingly with all of the day’s emotions becoming too difficult to contain any longer. “Th-thank you.” My hip leaned into the back corner, and I looked across the way to see who saved me. Of course, it was none other than my hunky ass neighbor, Chaz.

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My Kink

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I can’t help that my kink happens to be cheating. You don’t choose your kinks after all, they choose you. That’s why it’s not my fault that I cheat. I literally can’t help it! It’s my kink and knowing that it’s wrong makes the orgasms even better!

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