Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Let’s Chat… Cum get to know me in the Chatroom on Mondays and the occasional Friday. I would love to get to know you better. I’m also available for calls whenever my light is on. So next time you’re lonely or horny, cum look for me. I’m always wet and ready. Working as a dancer at the club can be very sexually frustrating. So when I need to cum, I turn on my light. That means if you see it on, I’m over here playing with my pussy. I’m waiting for you to call. I don’t want to cum alone. So I will edge and drip until you call me. Mmmmm, I love the way I taste. I wish you could taste me. But you can see how wet you make me. If we have a session, I will send you a pic of how turned on I am. I just want to cum with you. When I hear you stroking your cock, I get so freaking wet. Then when you start to moan, my clit starts to tingle. And then when you start yelling my name as you cum, I give in to the intense build up.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I never wanted a long distance relationship. But sometimes life has it’s own plans. I met him online. After a couple of years, I had almost lost hope. I was about to give up on the idea of ever finding Mr. Right. Then there he was. I felt a connection with his profile pic alone. It was so weird. He was different from any of the others. But there had to a catch. He seemed too good to be true. His profile sounded amazing. And his voice was even better. It was so sexy that it sent shivers up my spine. Our first date was unbelievable. The conversation flowed and we clicked on all levels. We both felt it. But it wasn’t long before I found out the news. He was in the process of buying a house. It was three times the distance from where he was living. By the time I learned this, it was too late. We were already in deep, infatuated, in lust, head over heels,…..in love?

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ll never forget the night I got my scar. It was a typical Friday night, and my boyfriend, Jack, and I were in the mood for some fun. I wore my silky coffee-colored stockings, knowing how much they turned him on. As soon as he saw me, his eyes lit up with desire. Jack groaned and pulled me closer, his hands roaming over my body. We started to kiss, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I knew I wanted him inside me.

We moved to the bed, and Jack started to undress me. He slowly pulled off my shirt, revealing my bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing against my nipples. I moaned and arched my back, wanting more. Jack then moved down to my skirt, pulling it off along with my panties. He kissed his way up my legs, stopping at the back of my knee. He ran his tongue over the silky material of my stockings, making me shiver with pleasure. “I love these fucking stockings,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. I moaned in response, my pussy aching for him.

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Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

What a wild night. One night a sweet, older gentleman client invited me over to his place after my shift at the club. I agreed. He’s a shy, quiet guy. I figured he was probably just lonely. He probably just wanted to hang out. And talk. He never seemed interested in a private dance. He didn’t give me a sexually active vibe. But he had been a regular member of the club since I’ve worked there. Maybe it just takes a lot of work to get him worked up. I was either in for a long night of hearing his stories. Or a long night of trying to get him off. All of a sudden, I was regretting and dreading it. But I knew he would ultimately make it worth my while. They all do. The club doesn’t put up with members that are rude or take advantage of the girls.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My boyfriend’s company party got really crazy, real fast. His boss’ wife “Paris” was very sweet. We were all mingling  and she was introducing me to people. Meanwhile, my boyfriend was in a deep conversation with his boss. Paris and I were soon headed to the powder room. She started getting really friendly. Then she asked me over for dinner the following weekend. I told her that I would talk to my boyfriend. She then explained that she wanted it to be just the two of us. I was caught off guard and wasn’t sure what to say. She asked for my number to text to my plans. So I gave her my number. I told my boyfriend about it and his response was that his job was of utmost importance and that making his boss and his boss’ wife happy was the priority. I agreed. It was very clear that I had to do whatever it took to keep Paris happy. So I accepted her invitation for dinner the following weekend.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Happy New Year from your favorite slut! I wanted to start off the new year talking about what I love most in this world – getting pounded with some serious dick! Oh yeah, I’m a slutty girl through and through. I’m not ashamed to admit how much I crave having my pussy stretched out by a nice big cock.

I love the feeling of being so stuffed full of that thick meat. My body was made to take cock and I never get tired of riding a nice hard waving manhood on a regular basis. I’m talking multiple times a day, every single day of the week – that’s how much I need it. I’ll take it slow and sensual or fast and rough, either way I just want to be used as a toy for men to enjoy.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 Ext 204

I just rented a movie with a few friends and I was a very very naughty girl! The Jumanji movie with the Rock Johnson in it! He is just so damn hot with his sexy Samoan ass. I mean for real what do they feed them boys over there? There are so many hot guys that come from there. Well, there and Hawaii just in that general area. I would just love to be the white cream of any kind between The Rock and Jason Momoa and maybe throw WWE member Roman Reigns in for dessert and Miss Torri would be a happy camper.

Well, more than a happy camper. Really I can’t imagine the dirty things those big strong men could do with my tiny teen body. I would be more of an exhausted, spent, cum covered, never gonna move again, with a premiant smile on my face camper. I was watching that new movie and I got myself so worked up I just couldn’t help myself. The movie room was packed with all my friends I had over, and I just HAD to slide my fingers down my pants.

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Early this morning, a horny crossdresser found me in the chatroom and let me know that his wife was asleep, not twenty feet from where he wanted to play with me.

I love to see how filthy slut will dress to impress me, so I told him to get dressed and bring a dildo back to the living room to see if we could be sneaky right there in front of his sleeping bitch. He returned wearing a pink latex thong, an open-back teddy with matching stockings, and five-inch pink high heels. Mmm, color me impressed.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I whimpered as my hands pulled at the red ropes holding my wrists to the bedpost. “Please, just let me touch you.” Sean ignored my pleas and peeled the wrapper off yet another candy cane. My body was covered with the sticky sugar. Two hours ago, he had stripped my body and told me I needed to relax a little. He said he would make me feel so good that all my holiday stress would melt away.

I believed him, and he was kind of right. I wasn’t thinking about work or family drama when he used the hairdryer to melt the candy cane over my nipples. The way the red and white stripes ran over my breasts as they liquified was beautiful. He was slow and meticulous and did not allow me to deviate from his plans.

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Power Exchange

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Nothing is sexier than a man who can play power games. As a switch, some days, I want an adoring submissive, and others, I want a rough, gentlemanly Dom to put me in my place. Unfortunately, finding a man who can play both isn’t as easy as a girl would hope.

Weak men often play the submissive, and Alpha boys don’t want to relinquish control. Which are you? Can you teasingly play both and reap all the benefits?

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