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Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My thighs burned from the depth of my crouch as we circled each other. You’ve ripped off my top and with it my bra. My tits swing heavy, and I’ve got my hands held out, ready to shove you back should you lunge forward. There is a cocky grin spread wide across your face when you fake forward, and I jolt back. “Scared you’ll lose?” You taunt me.

Using your teasing as a chance to strike, I jump into your chest, throwing you off balance and plowing you to the ground. Your hands grab at my hips as you try to turn us. Hoping to pin me to the floor, but my powerful thighs clench your arms to your ribs, and I yell out a premature sound of victory.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I have a reputation for turning ordinary holidays into theatrical catastrophes. St. Patrick’s Day was no exception. The idea sprang from a brainstorming session with my best friend, Tayla, who declared, “You should do a striptease, Amber! Call it the Shamrock Shake!” I laughed, I blushed, and then I Googled “how to make a striptease sound Irish.” The results were…well…unhelpful, which only made the plan more appealing.

The venue was O’Malley’s, a dive bar that smelled like fried onions, stale pretzels, and optimism. The owners, two Irish twins with beards that could double as mop heads, had a St. Pat’s special. A free “Irish coffee” for anyone who could “out‑shine the leprechauns.” Tayla, ever the opportunist, whispered that the bar was desperate for a headline act that night. The twins thankfully agreed to let me headline.

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Stripping

CINNAMON 844-332-2639 ext 277

I encourage my son to have sleepovers so I can flirt with his sexy friends. They admire my body because I’m a fine ass grown woman. I love fucking with them because their teenage hormones are raging which makes them super horny all the time.

Don’t get started on how many dried up socks that I find in my son’s room. I knew his friends would be no different. Having all them sexy young males in my house makes Mama’s pussy wet! I left my bedroom door open on purpose so his friends could catch me stripping before bed.

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