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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Babysitting for the Gallaghers got really hot. What happened that first time got me so turned on. I have to admit that my panties were so wet. That night I was lying in bed. What happened kept playing over and over again in my mind. I just couldn’t forget that look on his face when he came. I reached down into my panties. Thinking about what happened earlier that day had me so turned on. I played with my pussy thinking about it until I came really hard. Then I found myself fantasizing about Mr. Gallagher constantly. I was so anxious for them to ask me to babysit again. But I started to worry that they wouldn’t.

Then I finally got a text from Mrs. Gallagher. She told me that she had to go out of town on business. Friday was an early release day at school. She had to leave Friday morning and wouldn’t be back home until Saturday. So she asked if I could stay with the kids until Mr. Gallagher got home from work Friday evening. I told her that I would love to. A surge of excitement went through my body. I couldn’t wait until Friday.

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My best friend’s dad is so hot. I can’t stop thinking about him. His rock hard pecs, dreamy eyes.  A real man. One day I went over to her house, unannounced. My phone broke into a zillion pieces earlier that day, and I was headed to go get it replaced at me cell phone carrier. I decided to check in with her,  since I hadn’t all day (which was unusual). I got to her house, and let myself inside ( as I usually did). The door was unlocked, which means everyone was home. Went to her room, to find it empty. Hmmmm…. I wonder where she went. I decided to leave. As I was leaving, I saw her parents from, was slightly open. I was curious and walked and took a peek. There was her gorgeous daddy naked on the bed sprawled out, with his fat cock in his hand.

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They call me Jamie. Or sometimes, just ‘hey you,’ or whatever name they remember from the last town over. It doesn’t matter. I’m not here to be remembered, not really. I’m here to be forgotten. Or, more accurately, to help them forget. My life is a constant hum of tour buses and hotel rooms, a carousel of tattooed arms and whispered insecurities after the lights go down.

I’m a professional groupie, a connoisseur of the rock ‘n’ roll world. These guys…They rip themselves open on stage, pouring their hearts out for a crowd, and when it’s over, when the adrenaline fizzles and the loneliness creeps in, that’s where I come in. I’m the quiet after the roar, the comfort before the crash. Their temporary distraction. Their Band-Aid.

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Jessy 1844-33-CANDY ext 305

Headmaster Collins tried to resist me  since the first year of school. It didn’t bother me though, because I knew he was gonna get my sloppy blowjob one day. Did he think I was stupid? I knew he jerked his cock off in his office twice a day. He had no idea that I was friends with his newly-engaged assistant. She absolutely lived to give the scoop on him and if I didn’t think she would blab, I definitely could munch on her carpet because she is so hot! I always do at least one thing to get his attention. Sometimes, my skirt is  too tight or I’ll wear a top that is kind of see-through, so he gets a glimpse of my nipples.He tries to hide his swelling cock , but that doesn’t work. Then, he runs to his office. I get such a kick out of knowing that my flirty tactics work so well.

One day I am one of the last girls leaving the auditorium and Headmaster Collins tells me he needs to speak with me. He tells me how intelligent and beautiful I am , but that he is trying to hold his marriage together. I tell him

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

I saw you watching me from across the bar. You didn’t smile. Not even a wave. You just… stared. Confident. Unapologetic. Like you already knew exactly how the night would end.

So when I slipped away to the hallway near the restrooms, I wasn’t surprised when you followed.

You didn’t say a word. Just pressed me up against the wall, your hand sliding up my thigh, your breath hot against my ear.

“You really shouldn’t follow strangers,” I whispered, but my body betrayed me — hips arching into your touch, my lips parting on a gasp.

“I’m not the one in danger,” you murmured.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I was bound and determined to see my friend’s dad again. But I was also feeling a little bit like a crazy stalker. I managed to figure out the gate code and get in. And I snooped and found my friend’s spare house key.  Of course I didn’t know  how he was going to react. But I had an intense need to be with him. I needed to see him. It was like an uncontrollable craving. Like an addiction.

I quietly unlocked and opened the front door. Luckily there was no alarm. The house was dark. My heart was racing. I walked upstairs to his room. He was asleep. I decided to just slip my sundress off and climb into bed with him. He turned over and put his arm around me. I felt his hand slide down my back to my bare ass. All of a sudden, he jumped up. I think he literally almost had a heart attack. He turned on the lamp. Grabbing his chest and trying to catch his breath, “Rachel, what on earth are you doing?” He looked completely shocked. “Why are you naked? How did you get in?” He was so confused.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It was the best spring break ever. I couldn’t stop thinking about my friend’s sexy dad. He was just so sexy. I kept trying to stop thinking about him like that. But I just couldn’t. Every time I saw him, I imagined him naked. And us doing things. I think he could tell. Every time he looked over at me, I was staring at him. I would try to look away. But I would see a sexy smile come across his face. And that look in his eyes. It made me blush. I felt like he could tell what I was thinking. It made me feel like everyone else could tell too. But I just couldn’t stop fantasizing about him. No matter how hard I tried not to, I always got so wet around him. I think his pheromones just drive me wild or something. But I could also see how he was looking at me. I could tell that he was interested as well. He always seemed to examine what I was wearing. Oh, and he would wink at me. That would just melt me. And make my pussy throb. I found myself purposely trying to be around him.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My friends and I were meeting for “Ladie’s Happy Hour”. We do it once a month. It’s our chance to catch up. This time we went to a really swanky, upscale place. It was the trendy spot to be, apparently. It was standing room only for a while. But we eventually got a high top in the bar. We had tapas, lots of drinks, and a great time catching up. It was time to catch our rides. We ordered them on our apps. So we made our way outside.

Right there before our eyes was a total hottie. In the sexiest car ever. He was pulled up to the valet. We stood in awe and speechless. A red convertible mustang. Music thumping. Sexy pink lights. Damn, who was this hottie? I wondered. Then his eyes locked with mine. It was magnetic. As if we had known each other our entire lives. It was so weird. He finally motioned for me to come over. I felt so awkward but drawn to him. He asked me if I needed a ride. I told him I had one coming. My friend’s rides started arriving. They were leaving one by one. Soon I was left alone.

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Julie 844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Please help me Dr. Julie” he begged. “I’m addicted to the local massage parlors. You know the ones. It’s the happy endings. I can’t stop. But I really want to. My wife is going through something. She’s cold and disinterested. But I still feel guilty. I take my vows seriously. And I don’t want to do anything to risk our health and safety. But I have needs that she can’t fulfill. What am I supposed to do? How can I take care of my own needs while still respecting her? And keeping us both healthy.”

This is so easy sweetheart. It’s so simple!! The Candy Girls!!! We can give you everything you need and more! You don’t even have to leave your house! This is exactly what you need. And what you’ve been looking for.  It’s all up to you! You tell us what you want. And we give it to you! Calls, chats, cams…. You name it, we do it! And you deserve it! I’m so sorry that your wife or significant other doesn’t take care of you. You have needs. If she doesn’t take care of them, I can guarantee that the Candy Girls will!

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My professor wasn’t fazed, I guess. His wife caught us. I was hiding under his desk. Sucking on his cock. She stormed in and found me. Then she humiliated both of us. She told us that she’s known about the “affair”.  And she can tell how he feels about me. But she told us that our sexual relationship could continue if it happens only happens when she’s present. We both agreed. Both of our reputations are on the line. Especially his. We have everything at stake.

A couple of days later, he asked me to stay after class. So I did. He told me I needed extra credit. I asked him when. I was assuming it would be at his house. With his wife present. But he said “Now, under the desk.” I couldn’t believe it. He literally was not fazed. But I was scared. She was a vindictive woman. I didn’t want to find out what kind of retaliation she was capable of. But he seemed to think it was worth the risk. He told me to get under the desk. So I did. Omg, his cock was harder than ever. I started sucking on it.

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