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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Last Christmas, I stayed at my mom’s new place with her and my stepdad. She has a super tiny apartment with only one bedroom and bathroom, so I slept on their couch. My mom woke me up as she was bustling around the kitchen. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes when I asked her what she was doing.

She told me she was getting ready to run down to the bakery. It only opened for a few hours on Christmas morning and sold the best honey buns. They are my stepdad’s favorite, so she wanted to get fresh, warm ones for him to enjoy this morning. She kissed me on the forehead while jangling her keys from her pocket and said she’d be back in an hour or two since the line was bound to be around the block already.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Winter can be magical but drab. Freshly fallen snow covering lush Evergreen and bare Maple trees is gorgeous. However, the mundane work between time off and scheduling conflicts can be a nightmare.

Johnny and his wife Rebecca, as well as myself, love to get together over the holidays.

Often, we would play strategy games like Risk and Settlers of Catan. Dorky, I know. Johnny and Rebecca even have the Game of Thrones expansion pack for Catan.

That night, it was freezing. I called a private car to drive me over to their place. All I had on was a skimpy black cocktail dress and hot pink Prada pumps.

By the time I arrived, Rebecca was already in bed. She had been feeling slightly under the weather. Of course, she trusted Johnny and I to be alone together.

When Johnny opened the door, I could see the way his eyes took me in.

“Hey”, I said, as I smirked and walked past him, into his home.

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I met Johnny and Rebecca at college and we became very close friends very quickly. At least, that’s how I explain it to people when they ask me now. 

The truth is, I had a class with Johnny before I ever met Rebecca, or even knew they were dating, Johnny chose to omit that detail when we met. 

So Johnny and I got along well. He and I loved to get stoned and watch TV together. We would laugh at old sitcoms and how much easier life was back then. We would get wasted together whenever we finished any kind of small college-related task. 

It wasn’t very long before he and I started fucking like bunnies. 

Then, I met Johnny’s long-time girlfriend, Rebecca.

I was infuriated, to say the least. I felt so betrayed. The worst part of all of it was that Rebecca was an awesome girl. Not only was she fucking hot, I could imagine her pussy was just as sweet as her personality. 

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I’ve always been a party girl and I’ve always been the life of the party. I liked to hang out and smoke with guys when I went to parties, I never had my own and if I dressed slutty, I knew I would always be able to ask guys for some. 

By this point in time, Tommy and I had been hooking up in secret for a bit. It was funny because in all the years I had known Tommy and fantasized about finally being able to taste and receive his big cock, I had no idea how tiny his cock was. 

The very first time he fucked me, he told me I would like it, because even though all my holes are so tight, Tommy has the smallest cock I have ever seen in my life. I’m not exaggerating, his cock is tinier than my pinky finger. His fingers are bigger than his cock when it’s hard. 

So he and I are smoking at this party, sitting there and laughing and chatting. He turns to me and I think he’s about to kiss me, but instead

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

When I was younger I had a schoolgirl crush on this guy named Tommy. He was so fucking sexy, tattoos, spacers, piercings. My cute, young, shaved pussy would get so wet every time I would see him.

One day we were in the library, I was wearing a short plaid skirt. My tits had gotten so much bigger then and they were popping out of my shirt. I was rummaging through a bin of books beside where Tommy was sitting when I dropped one and bent over to pick it up. My skirt was too short, I could feel the cold breeze of the fan nearby hitting my bare ass cheeks. When I stood upright and looked at Tommy he was drooling and his pants seemed wet in the crotch area.

He stood up and was staring at me in such an aggressive way, it seemed scary but my pussy was soaked. He grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear, “Walk back to the end of the stacks where no one can see us too clearly”…I was shaking but my pussy was so wet. I wanted to be a good girl and do as I was told.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

My horny little in-house fuck boy slave thought it would be a good idea to crawl into my bed while I was sleeping. Yes, my body is designed for a man to press up against it, but fuck, boy slaves are not men. Their dicks are far too short, and it isn’t his place.

An in-house fuck boy’s sleeping place is in the pet bed, on the floor, at the end of my bed. I know my sleeping naked must have been too much for him horny mind, but I don’t give a fuck. What he did was unacceptable. Daring to press against my skin without permission? That boy had to pay.

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232

British Bitch Bank. Once we have determined that you are acceptable the deposit process can begin. Once it has started you will beg for the privilege to pay and serve even more. You are definitely in need of some financial counseling from someone who is knowledgeable in financial fucking. My reputation precedes me and probably intimidates you. I am the premier source for financial domination. The fact that I show no fucking mercy is a turn on for a worm like you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless men who are clamoring to make a deposit. 

Since you obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. you need a financial advisor. Just look at all of the money wasted on that so called family. They could really care less about you. You are just a meal ticket – a talking wallet.  You have made a series of unfortunate decisions. Only someone like me you need me can rectify the situation.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Life’s tough, right? You work all the time, leaving you no time for dating. It’s easy to see how much you miss having a woman in your life to listen to you. Just someone to support you and share stories about your day. Even if you don’t have time for one, you want a girlfriend.

I have a solution for you, but like most things that sound too good to be true, it comes with a few painful downfalls.

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Growing

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Being fifty feet tall is such a joyful experience. When I volunteered for the growth shot, we thought it would only have me growing a few inches taller. However, moments after the injection, I could feel my skin tightening as my body grew larger. My bones rattled as they stretched. I could see the fear and horror of the doctors’ and nurses’ faces as I started to tower over them.

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