Tag: erotic

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it show’s off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.

We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as nothing has happened.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He’s a hard-working man. One who plans and builds. He’s in control of every aspect of his everyday life until he submits to me. How does such a man give in? Through currency control, of course. I’m younger than him, and I don’t work nearly as hard as he does. His early mornings, late nights, working overtime is so much more than my rolling over in bed to take phonesex calls in my lingerie. (Lingerie someone else bought me.) So why should he hand over his money to me?

The answer is much more straightforward than you can imagine because I want it.

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Lecture

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

The good-looking man at the podium appeared to have everything perfectly prepared for his lecture. His sexy glasses slid down the bridge of his nose while he thumbed through some papers while the rest of the students settled in. I was happy to have arrived early for a front-row seat.

The professor began his lecture, and I felt his eyes find my long legs. He cleared his throat, a feeble attempt to focus; I wasn’t about to let that happen.

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Busty nude brunette in pigtails covers her pussy with her hand.

By Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext. 410

On lazy days when I have no obligations, I like to hang out on public transit and see how many stranger handjobs I can give. With everyone having to wear masks now, it can be even more fun. I start in a seat all by myself, somewhere near the back of the bus.

Watching as men of all ages get on and off. Some stare into their phones and never notice me, while others seem to sense my desire. I wear tiny little skirts so I can open my thighs as an invite. Showing off my panties is a good start to getting those stranger’s dick hard.

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Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The car sputtered to a stop a hundred miles from the nearest gas station. Hell, I hadn’t seen an exit in I don’t know when. The desert stretched out in front and behind me for as far as I could see. The late afternoon sun beat down on my back as I stood in front of the car with the hood open, looking down at who knows what.

There was no smoke billowing from the shut-off engine anymore, and everything looked exactly the same as it had last time I glanced in here. Of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t know what I was looking at then either. With a heavy exhale, I slammed the hood closed and leaned my ass against it.

Not a cloud in the sky or a car on the highway. My cell had no service, and I was royally fucked. I glared up at the sun, knowing as hot as it was now, soon it would be freezing—the curse of the desert. I needed a way home, and I needed one fast.

Sweat beaded down the back of my wife beater and soaked into the waistband of my daisy dukes. I pushed myself off the hood and kicked the dirt. Maybe I should start walking? That seemed like a dumb idea but the only option at the moment. Hanging around here with a busted-ass car wasn’t gonna do me no good. I grabbed my keys, locked the broken-down car, flipped it off, and started back toward Las Vegas.

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Cockfight

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349  Tom 844-332-2639 EXT 342

Cockfight, dick wrestling, whatever you want to call it, I know you want to watch it. The other day it dawned on me how much you secret sissy bitches have been stroking yourselves to the idea of playing with Tom or me. So I had this idea for a fun way for all of us to play together.

We’re going to have a cockfight. The winner gets to fuck you.

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Electric

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I didn’t expect to feel it, but I guess the best connections are like that. The haunted house had all of my nerve endings on high alert, but it wasn’t the shock of you sneaking up behind me that felt electric. It was just you. When I looked up at your gory, messy makeup-covered face, a thrill tangled around my clit.

You looked dangerous and tempting. I wanted to give you whatever you’d ask of me. But, instead, you pushed me against the wall. My friends squealing in terror, all ran off without me.

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Fuck Fest

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

You aren’t one for crowds, but your friend’s convinced you. So this year, you simply HAD to attend fuck fest. The weekend-long Halloween party where girls get in free and guys pay to fuck as many of them as possible. You have to register weeks before the event. Everyone attending has to have an STD and background check. Once you step through the gates, no one knows who you are. A mask that covers the top half of your face is required. You aren’t allowed to take it off.

Each guest is given a semi-permanent tattoo ID number placed on the inside of your forearm before you show up. Security flashes a light over the number, checks you in, and that’s it. Anything that happens after is up to you.

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freedom

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It must be so hard finding financial freedom as a Sugar Daddy. You find yourself addicted to giving this sweet little teen brat all of your hard-earned cash, and yet you want to work even harder to give her more. So I’ve come up with a little game to make finding your freedom so much easier. Do you wanna play?

First, I’m going to tie you naked to my bed. Hands above your head, legs spread wide apart. Don’t be afraid, Daddy, don’t you trust me? Next, I’ll place your wallet on your chest. Right between your pecs, and then I’m going to start teasing your cock. It’s going to be coated in a slimy lube, making it easier for my slippery hands to pump up and down.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I moved out of the way and watched my naked slaves disappear into the mist. My body was vibrating with anxious energy. Who would win? How difficult would this challenge be for my three perfect specimens? And what would I do if all three failed?

I hurried through the underground passage that would lead me to the center of the labyrinth, where I would wait for my champion.

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