Ebony 844-332-2639 Ext 240

Stroke for me. Just like that. Nice and slow. Feel how good it is to let go, to surrender to my voice, my words. I know you need this—need me guiding you, teasing you, making you crave more.Let your hand move exactly the way I want. Smooth, steady strokes, dragging pleasure through every inch of you. Don’t rush it. I want you to feel everything—every twitch, every pulse, every bit of aching need.Your breath is changing already, isn’t it? I can hear it, feel it, the way you’re slipping deeper into this heat with me. But I’m not letting you finish yet. No, not yet. Keep stroking, keep letting the tension build. I want to keep you right here—on the edge, desperate, waiting for me.Stay with me. Listen to me. Stroke for me, just the way I say. We’re only getting started.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

My ex-boyfriend loved to fuck barely legal cunts. He had an extreme fetish for age-play. The black youngsters were his favorite. I had been babysitting my neighbor’s little one Bella for almost a year and was loving every bit of it. She was such an obedient sweetheart. I would let him come over and ravish her each time I would babysit. Sometimes I even made her shove her tiny tongue in my asshole so she could see what a grown woman’s ass taste like. “Open your fucking mouth you little niglet!” She cried when he shoved his cock in her face. Taking advantage of her miniature mouth, he made her drink all his vanilla juices. We would use her and do whatever we wanted to her while her mom wasn’t around.

Bella was barely growing tits and ass but she had the tightest twat. “Lay down and open your legs for me!” Her eyes filled with tears but she did was she was told. Her honeypot was super wet and yummy. He would moan so loud sliding his cock into her, thrusting hard back and forth. The younger the jailbait the better the fuck he would always say. “Take this cock Continue reading “Barely Legal Cunt Fucker” →

1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

You’re standing in front of the full-length mirror, wearing my black lace lingerie. The garter belt, stockings, and heels are all in place, but the sight of you in my panties and bra is a shock. You look stunning, but I’m not sure how I feel about you wearing my things. I lean against the doorframe, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You know, I didn’t think you had the balls to wear my lingerie,” I say, my voice a low purr. You jump, startled, and turn to face me. Your cheeks flush a deep red, and I can see the bulge in your panties. “I thought you were just a good girl, but I guess I was wrong.”

You bite your lip, trying to hide your smile. “I thought it would be fun to surprise you,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper.
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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna decided to adopt a new, pretty little slut. She took her by the hand and brought her upstairs to her boudoir. Then Mommy Anna sat her down and undressed her from head to toe. Mommy Anna told her it was time to make her up into her slutty little doll. Fist, she brushed her hair, ‘’A hundred strokes should get rid of all the knots’’ Mommy Anna said. Next Mommy Anna applied makeup to her beautiful little slut’s face: some purple eyeshadow, some blush and highlight, and don’t forget to pucker those slutty little lips! Said Mommy Anna.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m always eager to explore new experiences and push my boundaries. This weekend, I decided to try something I’ve never done before – being a rope bunny. Little did I know, it would be a mind-blowing adventure that left me craving for more.

It all started when a friend introduced me to her rope topping partner at a kinky party. Intrigued, I watched them tie her up in intricate knots and positions, marveling at how sensual it looked. When they offered to tie me up too, I hesitated for a moment before diving in headfirst.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe my eyes. I know my roommates can get really crazy. They have brought people home from work before. But it’s never gotten that crazy before. It was about three o’clock in the morning. I was sound asleep. Until I was awoken by giggles, moans, lots of different voices, and banging. At first, I was scared. I wondered what on earth was going on. Worried that something might be happening to my friends, I jumped out of bed. Then I ran down the hall towards the noise. I was so scared to open the door. My heart was beating so fast. I had no choice but to save them from a possible intruder. So I quietly opened the door and peeked in. I couldn’t believe my eyes. What on earth were they doing? I wondered. They had three guys in there. And from the looks of it, they were willing participants. The five of them were having an orgy. They were forming a human chain. All of them were having sex with each other at the same time. I’ve never seen anything like it. I started getting turned on by watching them. I couldn’t stop.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My office was usually a sanctuary, a place where vulnerabilities were laid bare, analyzed, and hopefully, healed. As a sex therapist specializing in fetishes, I’d heard it all. But Rory… Rory was different. He wasn’t ashamed or furtive, just… intensely focused. “Pantyhose,” he’d said, his voice a low hum. “Specifically, silky, shiny, tan ones. It’s… everything.” I arched an eyebrow, a professional curiosity piqued. “Everything? Can you elaborate?”

He painted vivid pictures, describing the way the light caught the nylon, the sensation of it stretched taut against skin, the subtle rustle with movement. This wasn’t just about him being turned on; he was captivated by the subject matter. After a few sessions, I had a comprehensive understanding of Rory’s attraction. It wasn’t just lust; it was a deep connection to texture and visual appeal. A piece of him saw pantyhose in a transcendental way. “So,” I ventured during our fourth meeting which was quickly becoming intense, “have you fully explored this?”

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Lock The Cock Party

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

There comes a time in every young man’s life when he discovers self-pleasure, and at the very beginning stages of that, it’s almost impossible to get him to focus on anything else. My sweet boy has had his hand in his pants and his head in the clouds for days now, so I’ve decided to host a lock the cock party in his honor.

I’ll invite all of my closest MILF friends over for wine, and together, we’ll put my son in chastity. This is what’s best for his grades and future, really. He has to stop playing with that cock!

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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

What’s the best part about being a slutty teen? Having unlimited sexy men to make me cum from hot role plays!! Are you a role play lover too? Because I can’t seem to get enough of them.

There’s something to be said for totally escaping reality and getting off while talking about a super hot fantasy. Who do you see yourself as in one of these kinky role plays? Are you my dirty daddy or sexy neighbour? My hot, dominant boss? My pervy teacher? Or maybe even my super jacked up personal trainer! When it comes to dirty role plays with a slutty teen, the possibilities are endless.
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Someone Needs A Spanking

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I got a call from your teacher today, young man, and I’m not happy, to say the least. She informed me that you have been cussin’ all over the school as if you were raised that way. Now, I know that I don’t allow you to use that adult language, so I don’t know why you think you’re so grown all of a sudden.

Someone needs a spanking! Get over here, right now, and take down your pants. Take them all the way off. In just your little tee shirt, I will bend you over my lap. That’s right, look at you now. I’ll bet you don’t feel so grown no more.

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