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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

Welcome to Cocktober, the month we have all waited for. Plenty of cocks to tease and please. Lots of choices and so many possibilities. Of course the Countess of Cock would want to celebrate this. So many cocks and so little time.

I really do appreciate all cocks. The really big ones are so fun to ride. The tiniest of tiny are just too much fun to humiliate and make fun of. You see? Every size has it’s purpose. Even the pathetic, small ones like yours. You already know that you don’t measure up so why not serve your purpose?

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The car sputtered to a stop a hundred miles from the nearest gas station. Hell, I hadn’t seen an exit in I don’t know when. The desert stretched out in front and behind me for as far as I could see. The late afternoon sun beat down on my back as I stood in front of the car with the hood open, looking down at who knows what.

There was no smoke billowing from the shut-off engine anymore, and everything looked exactly the same as it had last time I glanced in here. Of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t know what I was looking at then either. With a heavy exhale, I slammed the hood closed and leaned my ass against it.

Not a cloud in the sky or a car on the highway. My cell had no service, and I was royally fucked. I glared up at the sun, knowing as hot as it was now, soon it would be freezing—the curse of the desert. I needed a way home, and I needed one fast.

Sweat beaded down the back of my wife beater and soaked into the waistband of my daisy dukes. I pushed myself off the hood and kicked the dirt. Maybe I should start walking? That seemed like a dumb idea but the only option at the moment. Hanging around here with a busted-ass car wasn’t gonna do me no good. I grabbed my keys, locked the broken-down car, flipped it off, and started back toward Las Vegas.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Some people shy away from a camera. They cover their face or look the other way but not me! The camera loves me, and I love it! I want you to take my picture. I love looking at pictures of myself.

No matter how much or how little I’m wearing. I want you to set up a personal photo shoot for me and me alone. We’ll start with me fully dressed. I’ll pose this way and that as you capture my shining smile with your lens.

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Electric

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I didn’t expect to feel it, but I guess the best connections are like that. The haunted house had all of my nerve endings on high alert, but it wasn’t the shock of you sneaking up behind me that felt electric. It was just you. When I looked up at your gory, messy makeup-covered face, a thrill tangled around my clit.

You looked dangerous and tempting. I wanted to give you whatever you’d ask of me. But, instead, you pushed me against the wall. My friends squealing in terror, all ran off without me.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Strange things are happening in space. The men from my planet are all sniveling, drooling, wimps, and none of the females find them attractive any longer. We seek manly men. Men like from earth. Big, strong, hulking men who know how to use a woman’s body for more than just pleasure. We need men for breeding! It’s the only way to erase the waste of space that is the men from my planet.

In order to do so, I’ve come from my planet to experiment on how earth man ***** reacts to my tight Alien pussy.

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Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

My son came home from school today, and I knew it was time. So I asked him to come and sit with me as I rested on the couch, flipping through a glamour magazine. His thin frame and long hair would make a lovely foundation for my final plans.

He leaned in close, such a sweet boy, and asked how I was doing. I kissed his forehead and ran my fingers through his long blonde hair. “I was thinking about how soft you are, baby. Not like the other boys your age.” His face wrinkled and fell, but he nodded. It was time for some Mother-daughter bonding.

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phonesexobsession

WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

I’ve been mindfucking men for such a long time. It probably started on the playground. Now the only difference is that the world is my playground. I am just so good at it.

Have you been mindfucked? I mean really mindfucked. The kind where you can’t even function normally? The kind where you are so addicted that nothing else matters but me? Total and utter obsession. Once that happens, I have you mindfucked.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I have this friend who is always asking me about my sexcapades. He is so curious and always ends our conversations with, “Wow, you’re pretty and all, but I don’t think I could ever do something with someone with a dick.” He thinks he’s slick, but I can spot a faggot a mile away.

It was past time to make him see the error of his thinking, so I took him out for a bar crawl. The whole time I took shots of water while he downed the devil’s nectar. As his lips started loosening, I knew there was room for my cock between them. But that wouldn’t be enough to convince him he was gay. I needed to get him double stuffed.

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By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Cocky boys are the best to break. That big, alpha swagger crumbles so beautifully when bound the correct way. For example, after the game last night, I asked the quarterback if he wanted to celebrate his win in a new way. With a sexy smile, he threw his arm around my shoulder and said he was done for anything.

Like any all-American football player, Jacob was what I would describe as “sturdy.” Jacob’s big body was built for dominating, and he did, on and off the field. However, tonight, I was going to have my way with him.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 X 357

Finally, the house was empty! I’d been so horny all day, and I knew just how I wanted to get off. This dirty girl needed a wash! Not just any wash, though. I set up my cellphone on the towel rack and pulled up my favorite porn clips. Since no one was home, I turned the volume ALL the way up.

Then I stripped and got into the shower. Aw, is there anything more relaxing than stepping under the warm shower spray? My whole body relaxed back against the cool tile as I watched the couple fucking on my phone. The detachable showerhead has a “massage” setting that pulses, really it’s almost better than my vibrator. But, of course, it’s the whole reason I wanted to shower anyhow!

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