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Krysta's Secret Weapon

Krysta 1844-332-2369 Ext.410

Did you know I have a secret weapon when it comes to getting what I want? No, it isn’t me kicking boys in their balls or making them cry through their penis. That’s what I do once I nail the target down. Before it comes to that, I have to woo the ballsack I want to bust.

Not just everyone wants to give me the pleasure I truly deserve (CBT makes me happy), so I have to pull my hair up in pigtails and then lure them into a false sense of security. That’s my secret weapon! Boys, Daddies, in particular, are such suckers for pigtails.

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Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290

I always loved summer camp. It was the few weeks a year I was independent and off on my own adventures away from the parentals. Teenage me was a bit gangly and awkward honestly. I was quite thin and didn’t get my curves until I graduated. I didn’t get much attention from the boys or girls while I was at camp but everyone did love to joke that I was a mermaid from how much time I spent in the water. Summer camp with Ariel was never a dull moment though. I was into all sorts of shenanigans. Breaking into the boys dorm. Pranking the counsellors (until I became one). Skinny dipping at night in the lake. If you name it I might have done it, I was a wild one. Want to hear a little bit more about how I wish summer camp had actually gone? Be sure to keep reading.

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Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290

Coming back from summer camp, exhausted but filled with so much joy, I did nothing but daydream the whole ride home. What would the rest of the summer hold? The world was my oyster and I was going to take advantage of it. My skin was perfectly and evenly tanned, save for my teeny tiny bikini lines. As the bus pulled up to my house I saw my older brother and parents waiting for me on the curb. Smiling big and excited to see them I raced to the front, hopped down the stairs and into each of their arms. We made short work of my luggage as we each took a bag and walked inside. Needing refreshing I excused myself and made my way to the washroom to take a shower. It was then my older brother discovered that his little sister is all grown up.

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Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A cold shiver shifted along my spine as I squatted in the large open shower. Emmi had left the shower head on in a steamy trickle; the splattering sound around my feet echoed the need building inside me. She’d shackled me naked against the cold tile and told me I’d have to go sooner or later.

I balanced on the balls of my feet with my knees open. Anytime I tried to close them, Emmi would get up off her perch and slap my legs till they opened again. Then she would pour another bottle of water into my mouth. How many had she forced me to drink already? Four, maybe five. She held her phone in her hand, talking to the viewers who were live streaming my humiliation. “Everyone who bet two hours is out; little Miss holds it just tipped over her second hour since being restrained.”

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve exhausted. I’m so tired of entitled fucking men. What is it that makes you think you are so great? That you have the right to my time or my fucking feelings? Who even are you?

A fucking nobody. That’s who. Ohh, yes, you claim to be some big, bad important, so and so, but here you are, paying for the attention of a woman who, in normal circumstances, wouldn’t give you a fucking chance. It’s more than pathetic, don’t you agree? Admit it to me. Tell me what a fucking loser you are so I can laugh in your face.

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Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Are you ready for Robotic Rita? Because she is ready for you.

After a long day at work, a man deserves a woman who will have a hot meal ready, a cool drink mixed for him, and a wet pussy ready for use. But this isn’t the 1950s, so men are left with microwaved dinners, pouring their own bourbon, and fist fucking their way to orgasm. Not if you welcome Rita into your home.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

So you did your research and managed to find an authentic occult bookstore. Curiosity made you summon a Demon Goddess. You were led to the right tome, and took it home, without being asked to pay. When you got there, you began reading through it just for some light research when your entire being was compelled to continue reading. You began casting a summoning spell, in a language you don’t know and, before long, saw me climbing out of the floor.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Part one

“Oh,” I feigned innocence as my pussy leaked in the unpurchased lingerie I wore in the dressing room. I could feel the strength of his desire as he pressed it into my ass. The mirror fogged when I exhaled hard with shock as his fingers shifted the crotch of the lingerie, and he shoved two of them into my ready channel.

“Don’t play coy with me.” He kissed over my shoulder, and my head lulled in pleasure. My feet spread apart, giving him access to what he wanted. To what he was going to take one way or another. “Don’t make a sound, or the associate will know what a Lil cock hungry slut you are for me.” My pussy pulsed around his fingers, and I sat my ass back into his body to show him how his words had pleased me.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I recently learned that in the 1700s, “choking” was used as a medical procedure to cure erectile dysfunction. You idiots will go to all lengths to get that dick hard, won’t you? Who needs oxygen to the brain when you could have a stiffy? Of course, I sort of understand how after you’ve tried it once, it can become addicting.

Those strange tingles it causes, and how everything around you fades into the distance, so all you can focus on is the sensations in your body. Once we start treating your limp noodle with Francie’s tight grip around your throat, you’ll become my little gasper for life.

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Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY ETX 420

The tempo of your thrusting has been steady and rhythmic for several minutes now. I can tell that you’re enjoying yourself, each time my body moves in response to yours you release a deep, primal moan that I can’t help but find fucking irresistible. Our sweaty, intertwined bodies are woven into one as we fuck like rabbits. Everything about this is amazing, but I just know you’re holding back and I don’t want that at all. I want you to use and abuse my pussy like the fuck hole it is and I tell you this, in those exact words.

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