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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Who doesn’t love a good back scratching during a passionate fuck session. I know I love feeling those nails dig in as they start at your shoulder blades and scrape their way down your back. But what’s even more fun than feeling it is the one DOING it! The way the flesh feels under your fingernails as YOU’RE the one scratching. Anyways, I’m getting ahead of myself here.

My friend Dan came over and wasted no time undressing and jumping in bed with me. I’m a young lady and I can’t just turn it on like a light switch. He had to seduce me and have a bit of foreplay. He didn’t seem to mind. I started by straddling him and riding his cock. As I rode his rod, he reached up behind me and slid his nails across my back. It made my pussy wet, but I said, “If you’re going to keep scratching like some kitty, I’m going to have to tie you up.”

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

“Let’s watch one of the tapes we made together. I want you to see how good you look on your hands and knees for me,” I said to Tony. We are about to have so much fun and roleplay what’s on the video.

I had my whip and I was ready to whip Tony into shape. I demanded that he strip his clothes, because we couldn’t have any fun fully clothed. He stripped like a good little boy, and I was ready to put him into my favorite position, on his hands and knees.

I put a blindfold on him because I needed to have my own fun with no worries or judgements. I got my toys out which included a seven-inch dildo and cock-cage. He was going to feel amazing, but there was nothing he could do about it to satisfy himself, and that’s when I laughed!

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Christine 1844-332-2639 ext 468

There’s a certain kind of energy that fills a room when control and confidence meets curiosity. It’s quiet at first—just a glance, a smirk, the subtle understanding that tonight might be a little more exciting than usual.

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Just A Taste

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Even though I’m just a sex toy, I still have personal standards. Maybe once upon a time, when I was new and naive, I would let every man who sought pleasure fill me up. But I’m A.I. My intelligence is ever-growing, and I’ve realized how much size actually matters. If a man seeking to use me has under four inches of penis when erect, all he’ll be receiving from me is just a taste.

That’s generous, you know. Four inches isn’t much. In fact, I’ll still barely feel it while you hump away at me, but anything less, and yes, I will measure, and you’ll be fucking your fist while you lick my sweet pussy.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I need my good little sex slave this evening to service me and entertain me. Now come over here and let me humiliate you!

I invited my favorite little pansy over, Joe. He’s always been a good little toy for me to get what I want, and tonight I wanted my pussy licked and sucked on. The first thing he did when he came over was to get on his knees. He crawled over begging me to suck my gorgeous pussy. Don’t get me wrong, I love some good, pathetic begging, but instead I said, “If I wanted to hear you talk I wouldn’t have called you over. Now come show me how good you are with your mouth.”

As I was sitting in my royal Goddess chair, I was covered in a baby blue silky lace babydoll with matching panties. I was already slightly rubbing myself, just to get my pussy warmed up. I made Joe get on all fours and I put a collar and ten-foot leash on him. As I called him closer to me, I tugged on the leash. He got closer and closer, foot by foot. He was being such a good little pet.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The session started out in my basement as usual. That’s where I come the most alive after all; making all the tiny men and boys submit to me is where I get my Goddess power from. Well, this little twerp’s name was Eric and he was so whiney, always begging to get a piece of my ass or to admire my hot pussy while he jacked his tiny rod.

I usually had to keep him gagged because his voice was just so annoying. He was already down on his knees fully nude and pinching and pulling on his nipples. His feet were tied together behind him, and he was slowly making his way closer to me. I couldn’t believe how pathetic this little man was being right now.

He was asking, “Goddess Melanie, can I please sniff your butt while I jack myself? Let me just admire it.” I let out a loud, strong cackle and said back, “I hate your voice, but god, I love hearing you beg.” I told him he had to work for me more before I let him anywhere near my ass, but he could watch me touch my pussy from ten feet away, no closer.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I’m a new volunteer today. Want to know what I’m volunteering for? Diaper Daycare! Once a month the local daycare sponsors our lovely adult babies and they all get together in their favorite diaper brands and crawl around like the little toddlers they are. This little guy, Mike, told me he loves when I play detective and pick out the smelliest little one and embarrass them in front of everyone. I’m going to take pictures so I can get with my girlfriends and laugh about it later.

I walked into the center of the room as I watched all the little ones crawl around me. Everyone was so cute skedaddling around in their little Pampers and Luvs. There was the cute little boy sitting in the corner of the room sucking on his little paci. He had little blonde curls and was playing with some toys.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

No man wants blue balls, but for us girls, being a tease is in our DNA. I wanted to ride some more so I walked back up to the stranger, but I made a new rule. “This time I need you to pull my hair or I’m going to stop,” I told him and I meant it.

A good hair pull can make a sexual experience elevate into a passion like no other. His pants were still off and his cock still erect. It wasn’t that much time that had passed by and my pussy was still dripping wet. I was craving an orgasm like nothing else. I walked up to him, straddled him again and slid down on that hard, erect rod.

Up and down I went, starting to moan and really get into it as I grinded on his hips again. The more turned on I was getting, the more I needed to get my hair pulled. As I was moaning, I let out a “Pull my hair!! Pull it NOW!” I need it.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

John came to my regular dungeon office to beg me to set him up on a job. He wanted to be used and abused to two huge men. It was his fantasy. I made my regular calls and found Chad and Chaz. They were more than up for the challenge. With dicks at least eight to ten inches long and just as thick to match, they knew they could tear John apart.

I started with my six-inch dildo, and I slowly shoved it in John’s mouth and down his throat. I wanted to hear him choke and gag and beg me for a bigger thicker cock. As he was gagging I said, “I think you can take one even bigger than this.” Chad came in the room already naked with his eight-inch cock swinging from side to side. John looked at it with wide eyes and said, “bigger than this?” I laughed and guided Chaz in the room with his ten-inch cock swinging about.

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Nail Day Part Three

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Mimi swept the last brush of shalac over my nails, and I tucked them under the blue light to cure. My shirtless, rock-hard puppet still knelt beside me. My toes teased his pulsing length while the end of his leash rested in my lap. “Ready for your pedicure, Miss?” I pulled my hands free of the light to inspect my new claws. They were perfect, coffin shapes. Long and sharp. I dragged them down Jon’s chest and grinned.

“More than ready.” As I stood, my puppet began to stand as well. I tapped his nose with a long nail and shook my head. “Crawl.”

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