Category: quickie

Pink Panties

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Pretty pink panties are a girl’s best friend. Not diamonds or money. Not boys or toys, no. Just pretty pink panties. Do you know why? Well, because with a good, sexy pair of soft pink undies, a girl can get just about anything she desires.

When I undress for a boy and reveal my sweet undies, I know he is going to be going crazy with desire. Simply because I pick out the cutest, most sweetest panties out there. Always so delicate yet soft to the touch, so when he begins to pet my pretty pussy, the fabric only adds to the pleasant sensation.

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 “Brian, you know how much I love you, right?” I said, looking him in the eyes and placing my hand on his cheek. He looked up at me, with a mix of hope and sadness in his eyes.

“I know you do, Mercedes. And I love you too.” He said, as he leaned in and gave me a kiss. I could feel his cock twitch in his pants, getting harder as he kissed me.

“Good, because I am going to be honest with you. I have been fucking other guys with bigger cocks than you behind your back. And I am going to keep doing it. I just wanted you to know that.” I said, as I stood up from the bed and started taking off my clothes.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I knew exactly what kind of attention I could command. I know that I am quite the temptation to most red-blooded men. Today, a simple grocery run was about to get a lot more interesting.

As I walked down the aisles, I saw him—tall, lean, and focused on picking out a bottle of bubbly. He didn’t see me yet, but he would soon enough. My hips moved deliberately, my walk slow, intentional. I knew the effect I had when I wanted to turn it on.

“Need help choosing?” I asked, my voice low and teasing as I stopped beside him, reaching for a bottle just within his reach.

His eyes flicked to me, surprise flashing in them before quickly shifting to something else. I had his attention now. “Yeah, maybe I do,” he said, his voice calm but curious.

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Pretty blonde ts girl covers one boob and her exposed cock.

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My friend Don was remodeling his kitchen and asked if I’d accompany him to the home improvement store to pick up some supplies for the job. I love going to those stores. The smell of wood and oil, seeing all the tools and home fixtures—there is just something so exciting about it.

Don must feel the same way because as we were browsing the aisles, he reached over to pat my thigh. It made me grin, and we kept browsing, but soon he was rubbing my cock through my sundress.

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Paid In Pussy

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

This damn piece of junk car done broke down again. With my man in the slammer, no one is around to help me with stuff like this. It’s blocking the driveway like a lawn decoration at this point, and I don’t got no extra money to get the bitch towed to a mechanic.

My only option was to take my ass next door and ask my neighbor if he would fix my car if I paid in pussy. He’s a dirty old man with no teeth, but he’s real good with cars and stuff. If he could just get it running so I could get to work, that’s all I needed.

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Tug On My Landing Strip

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Some guys love a bald little pussy, and some like a thick bush, but everyone loves a landing strip. I get so turned on when a man is undressing me for the first time. What will his reaction be to that guiding strip of hair that directs him right to my goodies?

Will he lick it or rub it? I always hope he’ll tug on it. It feels so good when his fingers pinch around my curly blonde pubs, and he pulls on the follicles. Shivers race through me, and instantly, I get so wet.

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I'm Watching You Loser

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

You sulk around as if you are invisible, but you aren’t. I’m fucking watching you, loser. Men like you think no one notices you as you gawk at pretty girls or, worse, take pictures of them. Creeper pictures that you’ll jerk off to later when you’re alone. Thinking about how close you got to her. If you could smell her, how you would never be with someone like her. You disgust me, and you definitely aren’t as unnoticed as you think. Continue reading “I’m Watching You Loser” →

 

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Daddy wanted me to be with James. Admittedly, he was a good fuck. However, I just love to fuck whoever I want, whenever I want.

Exploring new people, both boys and girls is always so fun. Love learning about people’s different kinks and fetishes.

I am feeling bad because I feel like I need to make it up to Blake with a good fuck. Lately, I had been being forced to have fun with James and Daddy and Blake needed my pussy too. After all, my pussy always makes everything better.

Therefore, I had a plan.

First, I drew myself a bath. Then, I added orange and mint Epsom salts and tea tree essential oil. Next, I shaved and exfoliated my entire body, I love how my perfect pink pussy looks when it’s hairless.

Once I got out and towelled off, I gave myself an amazing blowout with my Dyson hairdryer and clipped in 22″ extensions. Then, I began to search my clothing racks for something to wear.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Peeping Toms are everywhere. You never get to see them most of the time, because they’ve gotten that good at being pervs. If a lady ever thinks her life is seeming a little tame, no weird guys hitting on her. Like, a hundred percent of the time it’s because she has become a target of a group of goons. It always sounds so eighties but I swear, it is still a thing. A lot of them do the classic peeping in windows or hiding in the bushes to watch ladies get in their cars or walk to work. Little stalkers.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Deciding not to give up on my New Year resolutions so soon, even though I had lost the four pounds I gained, I am still fucking Mark. Oh, and working out, I guess. 

Honestly, my real New Year resolutions are to get more attention and do a better job hiding my bad decisions.

Loving saunas, I have a plan. 

Texting Mark, I said, “Hey, meet me in my gym’s sauna at noon today. I need a relaxing workout and my muscles, and holes are sore from taking your big cock”. 

Mark texted back and said, “Sounds like a plan babe”. 

Looking at the clock, I see it’s 11:45 am and I head down to the gym’s sauna. Wearing black leggings, a black push-up sports bra, and purple Jordans, I look good. However, when I get to the gym, I strip everything off. Instead, I slip into my white Fendi Cloud Slides and a white Ralph Lauren bathrobe. 

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