Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447
I see you! I’m Horny Milf Neighbor Miqala. I love peeping on my neighbors. From the back window on the second floor, I can see right into the houses on either side. I am bookmarked by two of my favorite people in this neighborhood. On the right is a family of four. It’s the oldest son I love watching, though. He is the most adorable boy I have ever seen. Yes, it’s true, and I admit it: I love my young boys. There is something about a young, untouched, vulnerable boy. They all want to know the grownup secrets, and I love sharing them.
On the other side is a couple with one daughter. The wife ticked me off at PTA meeting, so I started fucking her husband. He’s a looker, just my type, but I would have fucked him anyway just to get back at her. It started early summer when he was mowing the back lawn, his shirt off, displaying a chiseled chest. I stood at my window, waiting for him to notice me. It only took moments when he looked up and saw me, naked and grinning at him.
Transgender Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
I hear it more often than you can imagine. A happy couple is torn apart by their sex life or lack thereof. Typically how it goes is the husband is a little dicked nymph who wants it all the time but doesn’t know how or care to please his wife. She’s tired of being humped on or putting in the effort for little to no satisfaction in return.
They claim they love each other and don’t want to break up for one reason or another, but they have grown to resent each other for their bedroom needs. For them, it feels impossible to come to an agreement or a middle ground that pleases both. Alexus’s couples therapy is that middle ground.
Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
Okay, so it’s not December yet, but I wanted to put up my Christmas tree! I just think a good, well-decorated Christmas tree helps the Thanksgiving esthetic, ya know? But I am so tired of fake trees or the ones you buy from the fire station that are already dried out and basically a pile of pine needles on your floor. I wanted a healthy, hand-picked Christmas tree.
And I live close enough to the woods that there literally was nothing stopping me from going out and chopping down my own tree! I’m an independent woman who is so capable of something like that. So I put on my knee-high boots, the ones without heels, a flannel over shirt, cus it felt right, and off I went. Axe in hand, I was gonna get myself my own damn tree.
Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444
It’s the middle of November, and I’m ready to start sending out my fucking Christmas wish list. I’m an expensive fucking habit, and all you addicted losers better spoil me like I deserve! I’m not a modest girl who settles for holiday wishes or season greetings. No. I want gifts!
Expensive fucking gifts! Perfumes and designer handbags. I want shoes, lots of them. The same pair in every color of the rainbow, and I want spa gift certificates because, hello, I fucking deserve to be pampered!
Home-wrecker Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216
If your wife walked in on us, What Would Your Wife See? I imagine you freezing in fear as the door swings open and she enters. Imagine her face with what she sees, probably as frozen as you. It’s then you’ll see a smirk spreading across my lips as I settle back into the bed, stretching a little to show that old hag my slender, perfect naked body.
Would you panic and try to run? Don’t bother, I won’t let you. Do you want to hide away under the blanket and sheets? Oh, good luck with that. I’ll yank them off you. You see, I arranged this. I’m here to wreck your marriage. That is a hobby of mine, after all. I am a home-wrecker.
Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446
It’s time for a Battle for Your Wallet with Rhonda. Doesn’t that sound so fun! I’ll win, of course, because I’ll use your wants and needs to my advantage. Let’s start with the basics. First, look at me. I am perfection incarnate. Blond, perfectly toned body, slim waist, beautiful, voluptuous tits, and long legs that climb up to the most incredible perk round ass.
The exact woman you would never get in real life. You know it. We both know it. I’d never notice you in a room full of incredible men. You are beneath my attention. The only thing you truly offer me is your wallet.
I’ll take control right from the beginning, talking to you, questioning you, forcing you to face how far beneath me you really are.
I am your fantasy. What would you give from your pathetic little life that could enrich me? Right! You’re wallet.
Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445
Deviant Risky Desires: For some, the thought of being put on some type of birth control allows one to feel liberated and free. The nut doesn’t amount to anything other than something to clean up. For me though, it brings me to thoughts of complete and utter disinterest. I think about how it feels when your raw dick is even an inch away from my warm wet pussy hole, and it sends me into a frenzy. The thought of a condom completely drains any interest I have. It psychologically ruins the thought of even wanting to fuck. The thought of not using any protection, and secretly hoping I’ll ride you so good you’ll lose your mind and cum inside me, that turns me ON.
Riding you the other day, knowing how your raw your dick felt inside of my pussy put me into a frenzy. I kept thinking about how I don’t want anymore babies, yet I also can’t stand the thought of being on any type of birth control. I came to the conclusion that this bitch loves risky sex.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Strap on sissy playtime is the absolute best! I used to always assume that every sissy slut wanted to be fucked by a real, hard cock. But that’s not the case with you, is it? You told me very early on that you didn’t want to be fucked by a real cock. And I think it’s really sweet that you only feel safe sharing that side of yourself with me.