Cock Sleeve Kayla

Kayla cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

At least one of you knows this about me, but I have this desire, this need, to be treated like a cock sleeve. You know the popular male masturbators you can buy that are molded for adult film stars? I’m not saying I want to mold my own and sell it. No, I want you to treat my body like your cock sleeve.

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Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290

Domination is something that has always appealed to me, just as much as submission. Being a switch has definitely made my sex life more interesting. I’ve recently discovered I really love telling someone, “get on your knees.” It just feels so naughty and powerful. Lately I started hooking up with a guy on occasion who really enjoys being submissive. We had a couple of date dates and found the chemistry wasn’t right romantically, but sexually we found a lot of interests in common. Deciding to play together has been a learning curve for both of us and I love it. Nothing makes me feel more powerful then watching anyone wrap their lips around the head of my strap on. This guy loved to be on his knees for me, and I was happy to oblige.
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A good customer are so important!  I heard the whoosh of his belt being pulled out of his belt loops only seconds before the searing pain of the belt striping my bare ass.  He threw the belt to the ground and that’s when we both spotted the car battery and jumper cables tucked into the back corner of the storage room.  When he walked past me and picked them up, I began to cry and beg.

“No, please!  No!  I will do anything you want.  Please don’t!” I cried out over and over again.

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Are you naturally submissive? Or only in the bedroom? Submission is the act of surrendering yourself to a higher power. Are you servile? Do you bend your will to serve? Does it excite you more than anything you’ve ever experienced? How do you enjoy it and to what extent? Come and tell me in our safe space with our safe words and safe exchange of power and will.

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Fat girls gonna ride your face

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So you know how some dumb bitches are like super insecure, and they think they are too heavy to sit on a dude’s face? Yeah, I’m not one of those bitches. I’ma fat fuck, and I know I deserve all the pleasure you can provide. Since your dick ain’t big enough to get between these cheeks and fuck me deep at the same time, it’s up to your tongue to make you fucking useful.

Now, I will agree it’s difficult for my chunky thighs to squat for as long as it takes for me to cum so you’re gonna lay down on the bed, on your back, like a bitch! And hang your head off the edge so I can back this dump truck up and grind my soaking wet, big girl pussy on your face!

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He kissed my neck as he clicked the handcuffs around my wrists again.  This time making sure that they were tight enough that I couldn’t slip my hands out.  Last time I’d wiggled my very flexible hands out of the cuffs in an attempt to escape.  His hand caressed down my back and over the curve of my firm round ass.  Then his hand continued down and slipped between the lips of my pussy.  The promise of an erotic sensual spanking dancing in the room around us.  I moaned softly for him at his touch letting him know how much I wanted this as well.

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I’ve never been one to fit into traditional gender roles, so when my newest boyfriend commented that he expected a hot meal to be on the dinner table waiting for him when he got home from work, I simply rolled my eyes. If a man wants a traditional woman, he better be prepared to be a conventional man.

And since I don’t imagine Travis building me a home with a white picketed fence and paying ALL of my bills to support me, the only hot mean he’ll be served is the one between my legs. I didn’t say that, though; I simply kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day at the office.

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PAWG girl

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Pull my hair, daddy!

Playtime with my dom, my sir, my daddy are the highlight of my week. After bossing all these sissies around, I love to go over to daddy’s house and get fucked. He zip ties my hands behind my back.

“Kneel.” I obey his command and drop to my knees. He’s naked, stroking his big dick.

“Oh fuck yeah daddy.” I gasps, staring at his girth. I shiver in anticipation of getting this big cock into my mouth. My pussy juices are already rolling down my inner thigh. I moan as I take him into my mouth, letting the vibrations of my lips and tongue roll over his cock.

“Mmmm, baby,” he says, pulling on my hair, telling me to stand up. “Baby, I want something else.”

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I crave being handcuffed and ass fucked! The feel of the cold steel touching my skin and the sound of the ratchets clicking into place as he tightens the cuffs around my wrists behind my back make my pussy soaking wet.  He leans over my body and whispers into my ear, “I’m not going to use your sweet little pussy tonight.”  Zoey loves BDSM!

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Kayla gets lost in the woods

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A few of my girlfriends planned a hiking trip. It was supposed just to be an easy trail, up to a waterfall where we could swim and picnic, then head back home. However, Sarah said it would be like five hours max. I love the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite ways to enjoy nature, but I’m clumsy and directionally challenged.

Halfway up the trail, our sunny day changed within a blink of an eye. The wind whistled through the trees out of nowhere, and dark clouds raced overhead. With the sun gone and my hair whipping in my face, I didn’t see the moss-covered tree stump in the center of the path. Instead, I tripped, trying to catch up to the girls. Trying to right myself, I reached out for any branch, but the one I grabbed broke, and I lost my balance. My body tumbled and rolled painfully down the embankment. I finally stopped rolling and realized I was lost in the woods. Rain poured down from the angry clouds, and my friends were nowhere to be seen.

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