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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Oh no, we have a cum junkie on our hands! Someone got a taste of my Goddess shecum, and now he’s addicted. The poor thing literally goes into withdrawals if he doesn’t get a hit of my spunk on his tongue at least once a day. At first, it was cute, watching him tremble in desire. He’d do anything just to taste a drip.

Precum was the gateway. So sweet and savory, the perfect way to lure in a cock sucker and get them addicted. I take great care of my body and fuel it with divine cum producing foods. Things that make me taste even better than the average load.

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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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Bad Bus Driver

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I had this job as a bus driver once. It didn’t last long.Seems as though parents don’t like it when you take kids on unscheduled field trips to your house. I couldn’t help it though. They Mama’s wasn’t even there at the bus stop! And those youngin’s just wanted someone to show them love. And love ’em was exactly what I was planning to do.

I waited a few weeks, waitin’ to see if it was spontaneous or a habit, and sure enough, this one little boy was always getting off the bus in a bad neighborhood and walkin’ all by himself. I was worried, ya know? There are so many pervs out there.

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Robo Dommy Wants Foot Worship

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Robo Dommy has put on her softest, silkiest nylons for work today. Her feet are nice and stinky from slipping around in high heels all day. They are also sore and need an excellent submissive boy to worship them. Crawl over, unbuckle the strap around her ankle, then peel off the smelly shoe. It’s okay if you want to put your nose in them.

Robo Dommy knows how much you love the sweaty smell of her perfect feet. Push your nose right to the opening and take a big inhale. Don’t take too long, though; her feet are waiting for service.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I’ve seen you watching me. You lurk over my Twitter, stock over my profile, always watching for new dick pictures or maybe a glimpse at my balls. Call it curiosity if you like, but I think we both know it’s more. You’ve always been into girls; no one has ever questioned that, but a tingle runs down your spine when you see me in the chatroom. Are you still straight?

You want me. It’s easy to tell you to want to be with me. Think of all the ways we could explore each other’s bodies. You fucking me, me fucking you. I don’t care how we do it, baby; I just want to get busy.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s been too long, and now your wallet is bulging. You are in need of a spender bender, and I’m just the girl to lighten the load. I’ll slip up onto your lap and rub your chest as you sip your brain away—a little elixir to loosen your guilt. My tiny fingers tip the bottom of the bottle to ensure I get the most out of your binge.

You’ve stayed away so long, but I’ve never left your mind. Every dollar, every dime, you’ve saved just for me. You were waiting for the right night to lose it all.

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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” →

Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Today, you sent me to the spa to be pampered. They massaged and oiled every inch of me. The manicurist did my nails just how I liked them and then went to work on my feet. As she worked over one sole, I thought about how turned on you would be watching her take care of my delicate little toes.

She had me dip them into warm bubble water. The jets sprayed over the balls of my feet and along the arches. Easing out my stress before she even went to work on my feet. When she did lift my ankle from the pool, drops of water trailed down my feet to splash back into the water below.

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For The Love Of Daisy Dukes

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Chad was visiting the farm on a lovely spring morning when I was wearing my favorite Daisy Dukes. Like most boys, Chad couldn’t keep his eyes off the scrap of denim tugged up between my legs that I was calling shorts. However, I could tell the reason he was staring wasn’t the same as most of the other boys.

When I wore my daisy dukes, all the farmhands wanted to get in, but I could tell Chad wanted to be in them without me. I devised a little plan to give him just what he wanted.

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