Tag: Free use

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ve been friends with benefits with Jack for a while now, and we both love exploring our deepest, dirtiest desires. When I mentioned the idea of a “Free Use Weekend”, where I’d let him use my holes however and whenever he wants, his eyes lit up with excitement. I knew I’d hit on something special.

That Friday afternoon, I arrived at Jack’s apartment wearing nothing but my best lingerie – a lacy black bralette and matching thong. I kicked off my heels in the entryway and sauntered inside, my bare ass and tits barely concealed by the thin silk. Jack was already home and had seen my suggestive texts all day. He greeted me in nothing but a towel, his huge cock already straining against the fabric.

I smiled coyly and slowly peeled off my bra, freeing my perky tits. “I’m all yours this weekend, baby. My pussy is yours to fuck whenever and however you want. No limits.”

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m 100% Daddy’s free use brat. Like, no hesitations, no games, no boundaries. My pussy is yours for the taking whenever you want it, and I’ll always be ready to serve it up like the good little bratty girl I am.

Sure, I might mouth off and act a hot mess sometimes, but that’s just my attitude. Deep down, I live for the thrill of being used and loved by a strong, dominant man like you. There’s something so hot about pushing your buttons and watching you lose control, all while I’m writhing in ecstasy on your cock.

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TS Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

The deep, rich tones of the two men’s chatter reached Jackson’s ear. Hearing them before seeing them, his head whipped in their direction. The golden light of the sun fading from the horizon made him squint his pretty eyes. He couldn’t see who was coming or how many worked their way toward us, but he looked at me with panic in his expression; he pleaded. “I changed my mind.” I shhh-ed him with a finger to my lips. His head shook, and he pulled at the zip ties holding him in place. “No. No! I changed my mind. Please, I’m scared.” My finger touched his quivering lip to silence him as the men reached us.

“Well, look at what the park has to offer today.” The first man announced while rubbing his crotch and clearing, enjoying the view of Jackson’s pale, round ass on display. “What’s it cost to take your bench for a ride?”

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