Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Are you ready to do as your goddess commands? I, Mistress Diana, recline upon my opulent throne, my regal form draped in sumptuous black silk and gold trim. Before me kneels my humble worshiper, eyes fixed adoringly upon my divine cunt. His devotion is palpable, a joyful offering to please this goddess of flesh.
“Rise, my faithful subject,” I command, my voice dripping with sensual authority. “Come and worship my pussy with your lips, your tongue, your very soul.”
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I know a ton of fellow kinky cougars and we ALL admit to loving young cock. Once you’ve had it there’s really no going back. But how do you feel about us? When you were a teen was there ever a hot, older woman who used to make you cum?
Someone so sexy that you would think of her every time you jerked off. Maybe a neighbor or teacher that you used to fantasize about? How many kinky cougars have you had the pleasure of fucking?
Julie 1-844-332-2629 Ext 453
It was a scorching hot summer day. My air conditioner had gone out. So I called a friend that owns an air conditioning repair business. He sent one of his guys over that evening. Usually they call or text prior to give me a heads up. But he didn’t. So I was in some skimpy little shorts and an almost see through little tank top. Too hot for bra or panties. But that’s not everything. I was sucking on a popcycle because it was so hot! But to top it all off, he was one of my stepson’s high school friends. He had been over to the house several times years ago. I was like a mother figure to him. Now he was all grown up. And very strikingly handsome. I felt so naked, standing before him, so scantily clad. He was nervous. I could tell. His eyes were huge as he looked me up and down. And I saw his cock grow as hard as a rock under his pants. I tried not to stare. But it was difficult to hide my arousal. I was so wet. And it was impossible to hide my hard nipples under that top.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Who’s the cutest little boy in the whole world? Why, I think it’s you! Come here and let sweet Mommy Zoey take care of all your needs. Let me change your diaper, feed you from my breasts, cuddle and snuggle you. I even want to take care of your swollen little wee wee inside that diaper of yours. Mommy Zoey has the sweetest touch and knows exactly what to do to make my little boys and girls feel so loved and relaxed. Whether it’s singing lullabies, teaching naughty boys how to behave, or showing my little ones what naughty mommy does to her little boys, I am here for all your needs.
Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
I have a craving for spit bubbles today. I’m a girl who always indulges in her desires. That’s why I’ve slipped you into the latex vacuum bed. The soft whirring of the vacuum blocks out any other sounds around you as it constantly pulls the air from the bag, causing the latex to suck against you like a second skin.
Head to toe, you are entirely encapsulated in the vacuum bed, except for the hole just big enough to allow your hard cock to stretch through. From within the bed, you’ll be unable to struggle or protest—such an effective bondage method.
MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
I noticed him when I first moved in next door to his house. He seemed so young and virile. I caught him staring at my body a few times when I would do yard work. A plan hatched in my mind. So, I called him over to my yard and asked him if he’d like a summer job. He eagerly admitted that he’d love some summer work. I smiled as he stared at my tits the entire time we talked. Then I told him to come into the house so we could discuss the terms of his summer job.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Oh man do I love it rough. As I recline on the plush hotel bed, the anticipation is palpable. My latest conquest, a ruggedly handsome man named Jake, towers over me with a cocky grin. It’s obvious he’s eager to claim my body as his playground. And I’m more than ready to submit.
Jake strips off his clothes, revealing an impressive physique and a massive erection straining against his boxers. I lick my lips, my pussy already dripping with arousal. When he frees his cock, it springs out, thick and long, the engorged head glistening with precum.
“Get on your hands and knees, dirty girl,” Jake commands, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I obey immediately, presenting my ass to him like the fucktoy I am. He wastes no time, gripping my hips and driving his massive cock into my soaked cunt with a forceful thrust.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
My hand smoothed over the diaper tab and rubbed over the tiny button underneath. It’s such an itty bitty, useless clit that Mommy keeps it covered with crinkly diapers so I don’t have to look at how pathetic it is. Honestly, it embarrasses me to see how much it leaks. I tried putting it in panties, but it just soaked through them! Diapers were needed to absorb the loser’s desperation.
“Almost ready,” I coo at my wittle diapee fag. Helping him sit up so I can clip the pink bra in place and tug the matching thong over the hugely padded diaper. “Oh, I nearly forgot!” I hold up the baby bib and tie it about the sissy’s neck. His cheeks are so red, and he can’t even meet my eyes as I clip a massive bubble gum pink bow onto his head.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
They call me many things. “That Stella,” they’ll say, “she’s…French.” As if that one word explains it all. They see the confident stride, the red lipstick, the way my eyes meet theirs without apology. They see a woman comfortable in her skin, undeniably so, and they fill in the blanks with their own assumptions. A certain kind of woman, they think…A slut…A whore.
It’s true, I don’t shy away from desire. And yes, a man who knows how to truly hold a woman, how to make her pulse quicken, is a rare and beautiful thing. But for all the gossip, for all the whispered judgments, they miss the crucial detail: I am impossibly, ruthlessly, agonizingly selective. Most men? They don’t even get a second glance.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
The brochure for “Carnal Kingdom” was a masterpiece of suggestive design: neon lights, blurred figures, and a tagline that read, “Not your grandmother’s carnival.” On vacation last week, seeking something beyond the usual tourist traps, this adults-only amusement park seemed like a perfect diversion. Especially for a girl like me.
The park lived up to its name, with rides like “The G-Spotter” and “Wet Dream Falls.” But one attraction, towering over the rest with its garish, phallic silhouette, immediately caught my eye: the “Cocktival.” “You gotta try it,” a heavily tattooed guy in line ahead of me grinned, adjusting his novelty penis-shaped hat. “It’s an experience.”