Tag: #erotica

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

After inviting me over, I didn’t hesitate or think twice. I arrived wearing a short black dress that showed off my thighs, back, and cleavage, which hugged at the waist, complete with basic black sandals. I knocked twice before the door flew open. He stood holding a bottle of wine. “You look real good.” he complimented, stepping back, letting me in. “Thank you.” I was barely inside when he slid next to me, backing me into the living room. He then closed the door and wrapped an arm around me.

“So you’re dressed like you are ready to go somewhere,” I sighed. His lips brushed my neck, and then he started to kiss me. “Oh, I just felt like it.” “I like that,” he said and proceeded to kiss my neck some more. I leaned my head to the side, allowing his kisses. It wasn’t until he slid his hand up my thigh that I realized he was still holding the bottle of wine. I reached for it to help free his other hand when he pulled his arm back.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

How exciting is it to be able to fuck a man and be filled up with that delicious cum? A load in my pretty, tight, teen pussy is all I need to start my day. If I had the ability to, I would be dripping with hot loads all day long. Feeling that thick liquid dripping and running down my thighs does something to my brain. The way I see it, cum is like a slut’s form of water. All sluts would lick cum up off the floor to be able to have as much of it as possible sitting inside them.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

You didn’t really know what to expect when you came here. I mean, a guy like you at a gloryhole? Good thing nobody is going to see your face. They’ve gotten way more private with these kinds of things. Situated at the back of that adult video store you can’t believe hasn’t shut down yet. It’s funny how these things just stay running. But your mind is on the gloryhole right? You take that thick cock out of those jeans once you get to the wall. Thinking about who might be on the other side. But you probably will never know.

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My friends and I were talking, as we do when the work day is slow and all our playmates are working and being cucks in the real world. We all agreed that there are a couple of categories that we are always down to entertain. Favourites, you could say. Categories of fetish and kink, of course. We have so many different fun ones coming in all the time. And we’re all different, so we have our own personal favourites lists. But the top three remain the top three. No particular order, and not exhaustive. And we’re always finding new weirdos out there to learn more about.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

How long has it been since you felt as good as you deserve? Probably longer than you would like. And I get that. How can you devote so much time to finding the perfect pussy that will please you whenever you desire? Again, not enough. But how can you remedy this issue that plagues so many men? It’s a hard, hard problem to solve, isn’t it? Well, worry no more. That is why we are here, us ladies on this site. But I know you’re reading this to find out more about me. So, I will explain why I would love to be the one to please you.

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Chasinmg New Heights Pt 2

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

He quickly slides down her body and places two fingers inside her, tips hooked to heaven as he nearly lifts her ass off the bed from inside her. His lips seal around her clit. His tongue darting across her and dragging his cum out of her slit.

Inside her, that familiar pressure begins to rise again as she grabs sharply onto his hair. Her legs go wide, and her eyes roll back. She lets go of herself, and the first wave of orgasm hits her like a brick wall. Her vision goes white as her body shakes underneath him. He stops his assault for only a moment to breathe deep.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

What makes Mila tick? Lots of things, as I’m sure many of you have had the pleasure of finding out for yourselves on a call. But what about the shy guys who sit on the sidelines as a bystander? Too scared to make the move to call the number by my name and photo. Or message me when I’m in the playroom. What about those shy guys? I love them too, don’t you worry, if you’re one of them. Lurking on the website, begging to know more but not knowing if it is a good idea to call. I’ll indulge you, if this is you.

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Have you ever been so hungry it’s painful? Probably. I feel that way about a lot of things, not just food. Needing something so bad it is physically painful. Guys feel that way, I know it. Ranting about their blue balls and the pain of being hard and not being touched. But I feel that too. I know many women do, but we’re so much more private about it. Keeping our sexual problems covered, only to let them out on an unsuspecting man who crawls into our bed. Can you imagine being the one to discover the ravenous need of a woman you take home from the bar?
 

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Bound At Sea

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

“Captain!” The misty sea wind carried the first mate’s panicked voice to where the Captain rested in her cabin. “We need ye on deck!” Captain Kayla’s black knee-high boots clanked along the wooden deck planks as she confidently strode toward the scrambling sailors and the beast they had bound to the deck.

Seven men were wrestling a massive, inky black creature. Its tentacles slapped at them as they attempted to wrestle it into submission. Lucky for them, the arms of the beast were tangled in their fishing net behind its back. “What’s this?” Captian Kayla bellowed over the roar of the ocean. The creature stilled at the sound of her voice, and the sailors scattered.

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Wet N wild

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Pt 1

“Let me oil you up.” It wasn’t a question, but I wouldn’t have disagreed anyhow. I didn’t mean to sway back against him, but something in his tone pulled me in. My ass met his thighs, and my back felt the warmth of his chest. My head nodded, and his hands smoothed over my hips and up my sides. I was wearing my favorite bubblegum pink bikini with a black lacey cover-up over it. It did nothing to actually cover my body but made me feel less naked.

Alfy’s fingers burned a hot trail as he moved them to my shoulders and peeled the cover-up back. This was the first time he’d undressed me, and the moment felt so heavy and dangerous. There would be no going back once we crossed this line. The Vegas sun felt like a spotlight on our inappropriate relationship. The Wet N Wild crowd took no notice of the careful line we’d been toeing. When he made a small approving sound in the back of his throat, I thanked my lucky stars that Randi couldn’t make this trip.

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