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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

You might expect a French girl like me to be utterly obsessed with haute couture, fine beverages, or perhaps skiing at Mont Tremblant dans l’hiver. And yes, I appreciate a good Pinot Noir and a perfectly tailored jacket as much as the next Quebecquoise girl. But my true passion, my deepest, most fulfilling joie de vivre, lies in a rather unconventional area of human anatomy. Specifically, I’m talking about the magnificent and surprisingly expressive region known as the male butthole.

There’s a certain thrill in watching a man slowly melt into a puddle of delightful vulnerability. The initial surprise, the widening of eyes, the subtle shift in their posture – it’s all part of the butthole exploration dance. They rarely see it coming; my innocent, wide-eyed French charm is an excellent camouflage, masking the mischievous intent bubbling just beneath my surface. It’s like presenting them with a delicate macaron, only to reveal it’s filled with a tiny, exquisitely potent jalapeño. Magnifique!

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Anal With a Tranny

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I know you’re nervous about being with me sexually. You claim to be really into me yet for some reason, you aren’t sure if you can fuck a chick with a dick. Relax. It’s not like I’m going to force it on you. Mostly, I’m like every other woman you know. My skin is soft and smells like floral body wash. These tranny breasts are round and firm against your chest when we hug. My ass fits in your hand as you squeeze me close to you like any other woman.

And anal is the same with me as it is with every other girl. Except maybe there is a little more dangling bits for you to play with when you reach around me.

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pegging

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Daniel had been hinting for weeks. Little comments about my strength, lingering eye contact that held a shade too much heat. I’m not blind. And honestly? I was curious. We were finishing up his last session when he dropped the bomb. “So, Cory,” he said, winded after I finally let him cum, “I was wondering…you ever, uh…you know…” He trailed off, a blush creeping up his neck. I smirked. “Peg someone?” I finished for him. He nearly spit out his water.

“I…well, yes. I’ve always been curious about what that would feel like.” Daniel was a handsome guy, all sculpted muscle and nervous energy. The thought of taking control and ass fucking him was more than appealing. “I wouldn’t complain if you wanted to explore that one together,” I admitted, figuring honesty was the best policy. His eyes widened. “Really?”

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orgy

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I stood in the plush hotel room, my heart pounding in my chest. Reed was seated in a chair, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Of course, I was dressed to the nines. My curves were accentuated by a form-fitting dress that hugged me in all the right places. The scent of my perfume filled the room, a subtle hint of seduction that hung in the air. My stilettos clicked rhythmically against the floor as I walked towards a chair, inviting Reed to strip down and have a seat.

A sudden knock echoed through the room, and I winked at Reed. I opened the door, and there they were – four strapping, brawny men, each one more enticing than the last. They stood before us, clad only in their underwear, their muscles rippling beneath their tanned skin. “Have mercy,” I thought to myself, as a wicked grin spread across my face.

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Having a hot, slutty girlfriend is the best, right? You know I’m down for almost anything taboo and dirty, but the best part is I don’t give it all to you. That’s right, cuck, some things are saved just for the big boys who fuck me behind your back. Like my nice round ass, you love so much.

If I’m going to engage in anal play, I want to really feel it. A nice, thick, juicy cock is all I want in my ass. Don’t worry, though; I’ll let you hump a way at my pussy once I have a nice thick cream pie leaking from my gapped asshole.

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Kayla's Easter Egg Hunt

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I bounced down the stairs in my beautiful Easter dress. The white nylons I wore felt so soft between my thighs. I felt like a Princess ready to show off to her king. “Daddy! I’m ready! Come look at my dress!” My little Mary Janes tapped on the hardwood floor as I went in search of my Superman. Daddy’s the best man I know, and I love him so much. The house was surprisingly quiet. Normally, during the holiday, the house is bustling with family. Everyone stuffed deviled eggs into their mouth and talked about whether Mommy’s ham would be dry again this year. But today, I couldn’t find a single soul. Not a cousin or an auntie. No uncles or even Mommy were in sight. “Daddy?” I called, getting a little scared and feeling alone.

“In here, Princess,” Daddy called from his bedroom. I skipped into the room and saw he had a weird metal egg in his hand. He smiled at me and petted the end of the bed.

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dudes

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Let’s be honest, my phone rings more than a pizza delivery place. But instead of pepperoni, the requests are a little spicier. Some dudes want to unleash their inner dominant with a BDSM session. Others are curious about exploring their softer side with a lacy panty. And then, there are the ones who cut right to the chase: “Hey, you into pegging?”

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Pegging? Isn’t that, like, weird? Taboo? Something whispered about in hushed tones in the dark corners of the internet? Maybe. But let me tell you, honey, taboo is my middle name. And after years of navigating this particular corner of the pleasureverse, I’m here to tell you, it’s not nearly as strange as people think. In fact, it can be downright fantastic!

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dressing room

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Miss Anna went shopping for a new wardrobe. It had been a while since she treated herself and so she decided she needed some new threads. She had the sales clerk, a young handsome man, follow her around as she piled every item that caught her eye into his hands, until he could barely see over the mounting pile which he carried to the dressing room for her.

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Fist My Fat Teen Ass

 Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

I’ve always been told I was a glutton for punishment. And I supposed that’s true. I always overdo it. Overeating, overstaying my welcome, and over-slutting out my tight teen holes. Well, it’s not so tight anymore. I’ve really been into fisting lately. They don’t call me kinky krysta for nothing.

I’ve had my pussy punched by the whole football team, but what I really wanna try is having your fist up my butthole. Think about how intense it will feel when your hand, wrist, and parts of your forearm disappear into my chunky body. Please, will you fist my fat teen ass?

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Toying With Your Asshole

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

You was strung out. Laid on da ben on your stomach after a night a drinking wit the boys. All fun and games till your old ass sits down. I bet your world was just a spinning when I came in to help you undress. First, I pulled off your boots, then shifted your body enough to undo your jeans and pull em down. Your boxers came wit em and I laughed at your mumbled nonsense.

Next, I took off your shirt, your arms flung around like some cranky baby who didn’t wanna take a nap, but once you were naked, I got an idea. Toying with your asshole was always somethin’ I wanted to explore, and you told me no. But you ain’t gonna say no now, are you?

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