Needy Little Cock Tease

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Dad’s best friend, Rick, thinks I have no idea how horny he is for me. He tries to play it cool and hide his boner every time I prance into the room, but it’s so obvious how weak he is for me. Last night, he was over our house, drinking and playing music in my Dad’s garage. I’m supposed to leave the boys alone while they are playing, but I was bored. I poked my head through the doorway and wiggled my fingers at my Dad, who rolled his eyes and set down his guitar. “What are you doing, Kayla? It’s a school night, you should be in bed.” I pouted out my lips and slipped into the room, wearing my tiny PJ tank top that hugged tight over my growing breasts and showed a lot of my tiny midriff. The matching PJ shorts were a touch too small, and the bottoms of my buttcheeks peeked out under the short hems. I folded my hands together behind my back and swayed side to side, batting my lashes at Daddy.

“But you guys are playing so well, can I just sit and listen for a little bit?”

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cuckold

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It’s not that I want Liam to suffer. Not really. It’s just that his suffering is so intensely performative that I can’t help it. He really is the sweetest guy, loyal to a fault, but he’s also fiercely territorial. And nothing gets him more dramatically worked up than the mere suggestion that another man exists in my orbit. Example? Once, he genuinely thought our elderly mailman was trying to woo me with junk coupons.

I call this dynamic “emotional seasoning.” He definitely calls it “a breach of sacred trust.” Either way, it’s wildly entertaining…for me anyway. lol Last Friday, we were out at our friend Sarah’s housewarming party. We’d been there about an hour, and Liam was settled into his usual routine – explaining the complex history of artisanal brewing while simultaneously keeping a nervous tally of everyone who crossed my line of sight.

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Kinky Candy Girl

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Being a kinky candy girl is something I feel like I was born to be. And I know it’s “taboo” to call yourself a dirty girl, but if you love who you are then who cares?!

I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t ready and willing to get fucked. That’s why I love being a kinky candy girl so much. Every night I get to meet new, sexy men whose mission is to make me cum. It’s a win-win for everyone involved, especially me.

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MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

I love to sensually dominate younger boys.  There’s something about taking advantage of the sweet and innocent.  He submitted himself to my mature experience willingly.  I lured him in with my seductive maturity and lead him to my room.  When they’re young like this, they’re so malleable and compliant.

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Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330

I ain’t one to gossip, but Lord have mercy, I got myself into a right ol’ pickle last night! Name’s Jackie, y’all, and I’m a cup-a-coffee-over-a-size-10 kinda gal, blessed with curves that could rival a ripe peach basket. After knockin’ back a few too many margaritas at Sue Ellen’s, I decided it was high time to mosey on home. Called up that Uber ride-share thangy, and before I knew it, I was sittin’ in the backseat of a sleek sedan, my skirt ride-high and my panties drenched with anticipation.

Now, this driver, bless his heart, was built like a Greek god – chiseled jaw, smolderin’ eyes, and arms that could snap a two-by-four in half. I ain’t proud, but when that man’s hands brushed against my thigh, I felt my lady parts throb like a honky-tonk on a Friday night. Next thing I know, we’re pullin’ over on some deserted road, the headlights castin’ shadows on his chiseled features.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I stepped into the candlelit chaos of Sigma Chi frat house, a whirlpool of bodies and libations. Laughter and thumping bass pulsed through my veins as I made my way to the keg.

As I poured a red solo cup, I caught eyes with a ruggedly handsome frat brother, glancing down at the tight tank top clinging to my curves. “Hey there, heatwave,” he smirked, sidling up next to me. “You look like you’re ready to get wild.”

His friend, equally chiseled, leaned in, fingers trailing along my arm. “Yeah, we can show you a real party.” Before I could respond, they each grabbed a cup and steered me toward a darkened hallway.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, she says I’m a perv that can never be satisfied. Over the years she has caught me several times, with all kinds of different things. It started out with toys. First a masturbator, then anal toys, and kinkier things. Then she found fetish porn on my computer. I tried really hard to stop but I can’t stop thinking about really kinky things. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m so ashamed and embarrassed to admit this. But when I have sex with her, I fantasize about some very taboo fetishes. It makes me feel so guilty. She once found a suitcase I hid in the attic. It was full of lingerie, teddies, panties, bras, socks, garter belts, stockings, and even a pair of red heels. Then there was the time she found makeup. She even found diapers once. It’s really bad Dr. Julie. She tells me that there is something wrong with me. She says this isn’t normal. I feel like such a loser. She told me that I have to get therapy. That’s why I’m here.”

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I went to the amusement park for a date with my crush one day. I was so excited for all the thrilling rides, but I was nervous to be with him. I had a huge crush on him for a long time; his name was Jason. It was going to be warm, so I wore a pretty yellow floral sundress to the park. I wanted to be prepared in case he was thinking about fooling around.

Jason picked me up in a Jeep, with the top down. It was a beautiful day for that. After driving for thirty minutes, we arrived at the amusement park. You could see all the wild and fun rides. I wanted to get on the newest roller coaster first.

The roller coaster was the oldest in the park and made of wood. We got in line and Jason held my hand. In the same moment he kissed me and added a bit of tongue. I could feel the sparks run through me. We got to the front of the line and we were on and set to go. He held my hand the entire time, even when are hands were raised up in the air.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna was dating an educated professional. Little did he know, he was just the flavor of the week. He was smart, successful, he had everything going for him. But Miss Anna absolutely hated him. She couldn’t stand him. And the more she avoided him and treated him like the dirt, the more he would pursue her, insisting of his likeness to her.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My lover, Mark, has been begging me to let him watch while I fuck another man. Who am I to deny his cuckold dreams?

I tease him, leading him into the bedroom, where I’ve set up the camera on a tripod so he can rewatch tonight’s exploits. My best friend, Ethan, is supposed to be here in a few minutes. Mark’s so excited, his hard-on is straining against his pants. I love how eager he is.

Before Ethan joins, I gyrate my hips, grinding against Mark’s crotch as I stroke his erection. “Mmm, you’re so horny,” I whisper, taking his face in my hands and kissing him deeply. He moans into my mouth, hips thrusting mindlessly. I break the kiss, chuckling at his lust-addled state.

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