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I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work! We were doing a dance on the bar. It was western night. So we were wearing little crops, extremely short, cut off jean shorts, cowgirl boots, cowgirl hats, and pigtails. The place was packed and the guys were going wild. But there was someone at the back of the room that looked very out of place. She was by herself and actually seemed nervous. That’s when I realized that it was Mrs. Martin. Then I started wondering why she was there. I started getting really nervous. She had no idea I worked there. And I didn’t want her to know. She was like an aunt to me. And I knew she would tell my mom. I was so mortified. But I was stuck up there on the bar. I tried to tilt my hat down to where she couldn’t see my face. But I was so worried that she could tell that it was me.

When the song was over, I worked my way into the ladies’ room as quickly as possible. My heart was racing and I just needed a place to hide out for a moment.

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Hot Daddy

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Anyone who doesn’t think Santa is a hot daddy is a total liar. How could you not want him in bed with you? He’s experienced, sweet and knows how to make everyone all over the world happy.

Plus, there’s nothing hotter than making someone who’s supposed to be really sweet become extra dirty. And that’s exactly what I did this year with my new hot daddy.

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My Little Eugene

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I love it when my little Eugene calls me. At first, I rarely recognize his voice during billing. It comes off so masculine and in control. But as soon as I confirm that we are ready to play, he gives himself away. That firm, in-control tone weakens to a whine as he murmurs, “Oh, Valerie.” And it all comes rushing back to me. “Why are you doing this to me?”

This isn’t a man calling to use my sexy, teen body for his pleasure. No, no. not. Not my little Eugene.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

“Teen Pussy is my weakness, especially virgins”, he whispered. Of course that got me wet. Nothing turns me on more than an older man with a thing for younger girls. Especially when they are married. I love to think about them fantasizing about me while they are fucking their wives. Wishing it was my cute, tight, sweet, little pink pussy instead. I know it makes them cum so hard when they pretend that it’s me. It’s so fun to flirt with them and tease them when they are with their wives. It’s such a thrill to see how much we can get away with while she’s not looking. And how crazy I can make him. I love seeing them get hard in their pants and try to hide it from their wives. She probably hasn’t been able to get him hard in years. But I can do it without really even trying. Because all he has to do is think about my young little pussy. It’s really fun when it’s at work because it gets me some really big tips.

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I used to babysit for the Gallaghers after school. They lived a few doors down. So I would just go straight there from school. Sometimes they would both work late. And they just needed an after school babysitter for a few hours until they got home from work.

I remember one of the very first times. It was a crisp fall day. We were all in the backyard. They wanted to swing, slide and play in the treehouse. After a little while, I went back inside to make them a snack. I took it out to them. Then when I went back inside the house, Mr. Gallagher was standing there. I jumped. It scared me so badly because I wasn’t expecting him home so early.

“I didn’t mean to scare you Rachel”, he smirked.

“Uh, uh Mr. Gallagher”, I stuttered.

“I know you probably weren’t expecting me home yet. But my meeting ended early. I love your school girl uniform. I’ve always had a thing for little school girls, Rachel”, he whispered in a very creepy way.

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Even though it was just my feet, I was still so nervous about my photo shoot. When I got there, he had so many props ready. Everything from chains to whipped cream and everything in between. We took so many pictures. I have to admit, it was a lot of fun. Although I never thought I could be into feet, he made it very erotic. The way rubbed the oil on them. Then gave them a bubble bath. And oh, the warm honey felt so good when he drizzled it on. But when he squirted the whipped cream on, I think I squirted a little in my panties. I didn’t think it could get any hotter. But then he started to lick it off and my clit started to tingle. OMG, he started sucking on my toes and making out with my feet. He was so sexy. It sent shivers through my body until I had an explosive orgasm. I didn’t know how that was even possible. I had never heard of anyone having an orgasm from feet stimulation alone. But it was so intense. I want it again. I’m addicted. I think I have a foot fetish.

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Things just keep getting crazier at work. I’m starting to build up a clientele and get some regulars. But I’ve been getting some crazy requests. Believe it or not, a lot of couples come in. Some of them are looking to party and have threesomes. While others are in a cuckholding relationship and want me to take part. Then there are the sleazy guys, the married guys, and the very kinky guys. You wouldn’t believe the requests I get. Let’s just put it this way, it’s whatever you can conjure up in your most wild imagination, and a million times more. I’ve had some really bold customers that just come in and tell me that they want to fuck me. The first time it happened; I was so shocked and speechless. He asked me what time I got off because he wanted to be there to pick me up. It was so scary. He was so creepy. He asked for my phone number and I panicked. I gave him a fake number. He left. Then I got paranoid that he would be infuriated. But thank goodness I haven’t seen him since. But I have had some really kinky customers.

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The heat is sweltering, the days seem to stretch on forever, and all I can think about is sucking dick. My name’s Aynsley and I’m a cute little thing with a petite frame, perky tits, and a tight little pussy that’s always dripping wet. But let’s get to the good stuff. I’m a total cum slut and I live for sucking cock. I’ll lick it like a popsicle ALLLLL DAY!

It’s my absolute favorite thing to do. I love every minute of it. The feel of a thick shaft sliding over my tongue, the salty taste of pre-cum leaking out, the helpless groans of pleasure that spill from a man’s lips as I worship his cock. Mmm, just thinking about it is making me so fucking horny.

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It was a hot summer weekend and I decided to hit up a pool party at this trendy spot downtown. I slipped into my sexiest red bikini, grabbed a few of my college friends, and we headed out for a day of sun, drinks, and fun

We arrived and the pool scene was popping. Cute guys and gals were lounging on floats, splashing around, and sipping cocktails. I spotted the lifeguard stand and couldn’t help but notice the two gorgeous hunks manning it. Tall, tanned, and ripped, with their shorts slung low on their hips. Damn.

My friend noticed me eyeballing them and grinned. “Oooh, looks like Aynsley’s got her eye on some prime meat!” she teased with a giggle. I blushed but couldn’t deny it. These guys were hot hot hot.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

 Oh, I’ve been such a naughty little brat again, haven’t I? I know I deserve to be put over your knee for a good, hard spanking. My skinny jeans hug the curves of my 20-year-old college body, but they won’t protect my bottom from your strong hands.

I can already feel the stinging from your fingers gripping my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. There’s a growing bulge in your pants brushing against me as you position me in your lap. I tremble in anticipation, knowing I’m about to get the punishment I so desperately need.

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