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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I met Johnny and Rebecca at college and we became very close friends very quickly. At least, that’s how I explain it to people when they ask me now. 

The truth is, I had a class with Johnny before I ever met Rebecca, or even knew they were dating, Johnny chose to omit that detail when we met. 

So Johnny and I got along well. He and I loved to get stoned and watch TV together. We would laugh at old sitcoms and how much easier life was back then. We would get wasted together whenever we finished any kind of small college-related task. 

It wasn’t very long before he and I started fucking like bunnies. 

Then, I met Johnny’s long-time girlfriend, Rebecca.

I was infuriated, to say the least. I felt so betrayed. The worst part of all of it was that Rebecca was an awesome girl. Not only was she fucking hot, I could imagine her pussy was just as sweet as her personality. 

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Therapist Laylene’s newest  – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Oh? You did what? My dad’s cock looked so interesting, but I didn’t know how to tell him, and I didn’t want to look clueless or unsure around him, so I played with my brother’s cock first.
Older or younger brother, I asked.
Younger. Much younger.
So, Polly is a molesting whore herself, and not just any kind of molesting whore, but the mind that molests younger brothers.
Tell me what you did to your much younger brother you filthy whore.
Well, he was sitting playing with his toys and I got on my knees, opened his legs, pulled his cock out of his pants, and started sucking on it.
What did you think of it, Polly?
I liked it, she told me. Liked what, I asked.
I liked the way it got hard and I liked the power I had. I liked the way it tasted. I like the way it felt in my mouth.
Did your brother like it? No, he didn’t.
Why didn’t you stop? Because I liked it, and I didn’t care about him.

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

My brother (Dave)  works in the trades, commercial electrical I think. Honestly, I’m not sure, because all the words that men use about cars, plumbing, electrical, and the list goes on, are just way too hard for me to understand. Maybe my brain just doesn’t work as well as a man’s brain in that way. 

Something I do know, all his guy friends in the trades are so fucking sexy. They work a lot of different kinds of construction jobs, so they’re all so buff, and muscular. Most of them all also tend to love to party. 

Dave would be so mad if he knew how often I touched myself thinking about his friends. If I’m being honest, I would love to get fucked by an entire construction crew at once. 

Lucky for me, when I bought my place, Dave ensured that all his friends knew to help me out with anything I needed, he didn’t want me to have a major repair I couldn’t handle alone. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I grew up beside a pretty girl who was the same age as me. She was a spoiled little bitch. She and I had a lot of friends on our street in the suburbs back then. We all played with Barbies and listened to slutty girl bands on MTV. 

Sabrina was the girl who lived beside me. As we grew older, she and I grew apart. Her parents seemed to argue a lot, I would always hear yelling from their house. Sabrina’s mom was this old, prudish, mingy-looking bitch. Sabrina’s dad was a pretty typical-looking guy, he worked in a factory, wore New Balance sneakers, and Nike golf polos and had your typical “dad bod”. He was hot though, and he would always be outside when I was washing my Volkswagen Jetta in my tiny, barely there, pink bikini. 

As time went on, he would watch me all the time. As my cute little ass cheeks bounced walking around when I walked. When my perky tits would almost pop out of my top I could see him start to lose it.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Every little girl loves Disney princesses, including myself. The glamour and the royalty seem to be fun. After all, Megan Markle went from being on Suits and The Hallmark Channel to being a princess in real life, why can’t I do the same thing?

My vibrator was not cutting it, I was touching myself constantly because I was so wet and horny all the time.

Snow White and the other Disney princesses have always been a bit of a turn-on for me. I fantasize about all of them.

For a while, I had been casually hooking up with this guy named Ben. So I decided to make my fantasy become a reality.

I was wearing a royal blue push-up bra and a short yellow pleated skirt. My hair was curled with a red ribbon hairband. My lips, the most luscious red lipstick.

I texted Ben and told him to come over and that I was waiting for him in my bedroom. I told him to let himself in and meet me there.

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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

I see you in the audience of the recital. Maybe you are there supposed to be watching a daughter or son sing the same stupid Christmas songs they sing every year, but this year is different because as you sit beside your wife, you’ve been eye fucking me through every chorus. She doesn’t notice because she watches the show through her phone. She sways and mouths the lyrics while you try to hide your boner with your Christmas scarf.

My skirt is shorter than everyone else on the stage, and the filthy spark in my eyes has you thinking about how much you’d love to have my teen cream all over your face.

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Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

Every year, my Dad’s company has this big ol’ Christmas party, and this year, he decided to take me. It was a really fancy party, so we had to dress up! Mommy bought me this stunning white, velvet, knee-length dress that sparkled all over. I felt like such a Princess on his arm as he introduced me to all of his coworkers.

I was so nervous to meet Daddy’s Boss because he is a very important man. Very rich and smart! Everything I want in a husband one day. Before I could meet him, though, some tipsy floozy who was tripping over my Dad spilled red wine all down my dress! I screamed, so distraught over my beautiful new dress being ruined, but Daddy sent me off to one of the back offices to see if I could dab it up with paper towels.

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Thick Thighs Save Lives

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Thick thighs don’t actually save lives. Between them, men find heaven, and you’d do anything to get between mine. These soft, chunky, thick thighs wrapped around your head, muffling the sounds of my moans as they cover your ears. You can’t even look up at me as your tongue digs deep between my folds, and your hands rub at the back of my thighs.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Mommy Anna walked into my room just as I was getting ready to get naughty and frisky with this very cute boy.  I squealed in surprise when my bedroom door was suddenly thrown open and she walked in with her ruler in her hand.  My playmate scrambled to grab one of the blankets on my bed to cover himself.  Mommy Anna walked over tapping the ruler against her sexy thighs.

She reached out and yanked the blanket away from my fuck buddy.  “Now, let’s see if you’re big enough to ride Zoey.” She told him.  Mommy Anna reached out and took hold of his wiener and measured it with her rule.  “Just as I expected.  You’re cock is far too small to be fucking my little Zoey girl.”  She then turned and pointed to the poster she’d taped to my wall.  It stated you must be this big to ride Zoey with a measurement of 7 inches displayed on it.  Then she turned to me.  “You know this means I have to spank you with the wooden spoon for disobeying my rules, Zoey.”

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Your Balls

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

You CBT lovers are a whole different breed when it comes to your balls and cock. While most men cringe at the thought of hurting their manhood, you crave it. Luckily for you I love to dish out pain over pleasure to those kinky men.

That’s where CBT calls comes in really handy for fulfilling all of my needs, it’s not all about you. It delights me more than you know to hear your screams and squeals of pain when I make you do all kinds of devious things to your balls and cock.

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