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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

J had me pressed with my back against the brick wall. Neither one of us were familiar with the area. This added anxiety for me and curiosity for him. He leaned in, moving himself up close against me. Feeling his cock, erect, I was extremely turned on. He had been edging me the night before leaving me hungry for his cock, wanting more of anything he was willing to give. My lace panties moist from his constant teasing.

While pressed against me, his ginger beard tickling my forehead he reached down and took my hand in his. Looking down at me his eyes were full of excitement and he gave me a sweet smile. I smiled back but I was unable to keep eye contact. My eyes started to wander about.

“You look scared.” he said laughing. “You’re just making me want it more.” I glanced around, I didn’t see a soul. “Stop it, stop checking for people.” I laughed at myself for being so paranoid that someone might see. “Ok I’m sorry” I slurred. He lowered his shorts exposing his erect cock. “I don’t want you focused on anything but my cock.”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Late Checkout wasn’t part of the plan—but then again, nothing about him ever is. I had already turned in the key. Bags packed, room cleaned, goodbye kiss on the cheek. But something in me needed just one more taste. One more moment of him beneath me, wrecked and obedient.

So I doubled back, slipped up the stairs like a secret, and found him exactly where I hoped he’d be—shirtless, sprawled across the bed, cocky smirk on his face like he knew I couldn’t stay away. “You forget something?” he asked, voice thick with sleep and sin.

I didn’t answer. I just let my heels click slowly across the floor as I peeled off my clothes—top first, then my bra, letting him see the tight control I still held even when naked. His eyes trailed every inch of me, hungry.

“Come here,” he whispered. But I didn’t. Not yet. I stood at the foot of the bed, hand on my hip, teasing the edge of my panties. You want this?” I asked. “Earn it.” He crawled. On elbows and knees like the obedient thing he pretends not to be. I grabbed a fistful of his hair, shoved him between my thighs, Continue reading “Late Checkout” →

Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Being around a bunch of perverted men all the time can take a toll. Sometimes I crave a girl. Instead of a hard dick, sometimes I’d rather a soft pussy. There’s just something about a sweet pussy after a long night of being gagged by rough dicks and smelly balls. It’s like a safe place to fall after the testosterone overload at work. A lot of the girls I work with agree. So sometimes we have girl’s night out. No men allowed. Lol. We just go have a good time. And one thing usually leads to another. I often hook up with one of my friends. But sometimes several of us will hook up and have a full blown orgy. We get in a circle and eat each other’s pussies. Or we use toys on each other. We really have fun with strap ons! But this particular night, things got wild.

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

I saw you watching me from across the bar. You didn’t smile. Not even a wave. You just… stared. Confident. Unapologetic. Like you already knew exactly how the night would end.

So when I slipped away to the hallway near the restrooms, I wasn’t surprised when you followed.

You didn’t say a word. Just pressed me up against the wall, your hand sliding up my thigh, your breath hot against my ear.

“You really shouldn’t follow strangers,” I whispered, but my body betrayed me — hips arching into your touch, my lips parting on a gasp.

“I’m not the one in danger,” you murmured.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Oh daddy, the things you do to me  when you shave my pussy. I can barely contain myself as I write this, juices dripping onto my thighs just recalling our special rituals together. That smooth skin between my legs, always slick and glistening after you lovingly shave me bare. Your tender touch, the careful attention as you enslave my sensitive flesh.

Mmmm, the way you worship me gets me so worked up. Once my kitty’s all nice and bald, you can’t resist placing those full lips against my exposed petals. Not a single hair to obstruct the pleasure as your tongue pushes into my tight channel. Lap up all my sweetness like a bowl of cream.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My friends and I were meeting for “Ladie’s Happy Hour”. We do it once a month. It’s our chance to catch up. This time we went to a really swanky, upscale place. It was the trendy spot to be, apparently. It was standing room only for a while. But we eventually got a high top in the bar. We had tapas, lots of drinks, and a great time catching up. It was time to catch our rides. We ordered them on our apps. So we made our way outside.

Right there before our eyes was a total hottie. In the sexiest car ever. He was pulled up to the valet. We stood in awe and speechless. A red convertible mustang. Music thumping. Sexy pink lights. Damn, who was this hottie? I wondered. Then his eyes locked with mine. It was magnetic. As if we had known each other our entire lives. It was so weird. He finally motioned for me to come over. I felt so awkward but drawn to him. He asked me if I needed a ride. I told him I had one coming. My friend’s rides started arriving. They were leaving one by one. Soon I was left alone.

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Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

Just thinkin’ bout the 1st time it hurt so good! I was walkin’ home from the bar, my head spinning from too many drinks. That’s when he grabbed me, his hand clampin’ over my mouth as he dragged me into an alley. I struggled and screamed, but he was too strong. He slammed me against the wall, his body pressin’ into mine as he tore at my clothes.”No, please!” I begged, tears streamin’ down my face.”It hurts, it hurts!”But he didn’t stop. He ripped my shirt open, buttons flyin’ everywhere, and grabbed my breasts roughly. His fingers dug into my flesh, leavin’ bruises. It hurt so good. I hated myself for it, but I couldn’t deny the heat poolin’ between my legs. He hiked up my skirt and shoved his hand into my panties, fingering me harshly. I sobbed, my body betraying me as it responded to his touch.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Happy New Year from your favorite slut! I wanted to start off the new year talking about what I love most in this world – getting pounded with some serious dick! Oh yeah, I’m a slutty girl through and through. I’m not ashamed to admit how much I crave having my pussy stretched out by a nice big cock.

I love the feeling of being so stuffed full of that thick meat. My body was made to take cock and I never get tired of riding a nice hard waving manhood on a regular basis. I’m talking multiple times a day, every single day of the week – that’s how much I need it. I’ll take it slow and sensual or fast and rough, either way I just want to be used as a toy for men to enjoy.

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Sissy Heidi Always Impresses Me

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

I’m not a girl who’s easily impressed. It takes something special to make me ooh and ahh. Or a special girl. The other day, Heidi popped into chat, and it’d been a while since I’d seen her cute self. It thrilled me when she told me she’d sent me a little something, something.

I raced to my DMs and found the gem you see above. To be honest, I get a lot of sissy photos when my girlies dress up and choose to show off, but some of you don’t take the best pictures. You know what I mean? Bad lighting, dirty mirrors, cluttered background, or I have to edit out too many identifying marks. You know who you are, lol. But this! I mean, can you say, “Photo perfection!” Truly, this impresses me!

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m a naughty college girl who loves playing with her pussy in her dorm room. Like, I’m not even ashamed to admit it anymore. Ever since I got a taste of that sweet, sweet sexual freedom at college, I’ve been masturbating multiple times a day. It’s literally become a part of my daily routine, right alongside brushing my teeth and doing my skincare routine.

When I first got to college, I was so nervous about being away from home for the first time. But then I realized, oh my god, I have my very own private room! It was like, a whole new world of opportunity opened up. I could finally spread my legs anytime I wanted without my mom barging in on me. I was in masturbatory heaven.

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