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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I had a dream about you last night. You showed up at my door wearing nothing but a smile and a pair of tight grey boxer briefs. I let you in and you lead me to my bed, where you ravaged me for hours. I woke up with a start, my body aching with a familiar throb between my legs. The dream was still vivid in my mind, your smile, your body, your fucking touch. I could still feel your hands on my skin, your lips on my neck, your cock inside me. I groaned, my pussy already wet and ready. I wanted you, and I wanted you now.

I looked at the clock, it was early, but I picked up my phone and sent you a message. You responded almost immediately. “Is that so? And what exactly did I do to you in this dream of yours?” you replied, your words making my pussy throb even more. I bit my lip, my fingers already tracing the outline of my pussy through my panties. “You fucked me, hard and deep. You made me scream your name, made me beg for more. You made me cum so many times, I lost count.” I replied, my voice already breathless.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

“Tessa has a body that won’t quit.” Anyone who’s ever seen me will say that. In my recent years, I developed a phrase that I can’t get enough of. It’s called, Worshipping Tessa’s Sexy Physique is not only an honor, it’s a high of its own.

When I walk in the room, everyone notices me. It isn’t just my friendly face, it’s my sexy physique.

The other night you walked into the room, and I found myself having to pick up the saliva that was oozing down my face. You just looked so appetizing. It wasn’t just that. You walked up to me, barely able to look me in the eye, hesitating at first. Your height made me gush, as you’re so much taller, and so handsome and sexy. Biting my lip, I just looked up at you in awe. You slid your fingers on my side, lightly at first. That first touch made my entire body tingle. I almost lost it, but I think my face turned red at least. All I could think of was, “I hope he doesn’t take his fingers off my body”. And you didn’t.

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