Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Tyler’s legs were shackled, and his wrists were cuffed behind his back. I stood behind him, with my arm wrapped around his neck, pulling his larger frame into my chest. My other hand reached around him and was pumping his thick cock. “You’re such a fucking loser,” I grunted in his ear when his hips bucked a second later. “Look how quickly your big dick spurts.” His knees weakened as I kept stroking his spewing cock. “Just because it’s big doesn’t mean it’s not useless!” I spat at him as he fell to the floor on his ass.

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Anal Gauntlet

Posted 1 day ago by Alexus

Anal Gauntlet

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

So you wanna ride this dick? Don’t lie, and I know you’re so obsessed with my shemeat. You act like you’re straight and even pretend you aren’t bisexual, but you lust this cock so hard. Nearly more than you want your own dick to get wet. However, if you’re gonna take a spin on this cock, I need to make sure you can handle a good dicking.

To earn my cock in your tight little boi pussy, you’ll need to run the anal gauntlet. ‘What’s that?’ Your curious mind wants to know. I’ll tell you. The anal gauntlet is a set of four dildos. All suction cupped to the floor, four feet apart. The further you go down the gauntlet, the thicker and longer the dildos get.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Julie, I need a woman.” Whispered his weary, mature voice. He went on to tell me that he has been married for many years. His wife has zero interest in sex. He’s tried everything to make her happy. But she’s not. It’s been years since they’ve been intimate. But he has not cheated on her. And he has no desire to physically have sex with anyone else. He’s fine with experimenting by himself.

But he misses the sensual voice of a sexy woman whispering in his ear. Having someone to chat with and send sexy emojis back and forth and flirt with to get him aroused is what he dreams of. His wife doesn’t even want to communicate with him. She’s heard all of his stories a million times and she just doesn’t care anymore. He would love to have someone that cares about his stories, what he’s been through, and how his day is going. Someone that looks forward to talking to him. A woman that gets excited when she hears his voice on the other line. One that can’t wait to learn more about him. His favorite foods, movies, music, colors, hobbies, interests, and more.

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Punish My Pet

Posted 2 days ago by Kara

Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

My pet Paul has been my submissive for a while now, and he knows if he disobeys my directions, there will be a price to pay. Today I will be punishing my pet, and he has no idea what I have planned. He arrived dressed in a white polo shirt and black slacks. I greeted him at the door with a devilish smile. Immediately, I’d instructed him to strip naked and drop down to all fours. I twirled a spiked collar around my finger as I watched. I looked down at my naked pet on all fours, unsure of what I would do to him as I bent forward, buckling the leather collar around his neck. I attached the leash and gave it a nudge. “Follow me, doggie.” Continue reading “Punish My Pet” →

Daddy’s Toy

Posted 2 days ago by Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

There are different types of men, and it makes sense that they would have different hobbies. Some men come home from a long day and plop down on the couch to watch sports. Others spend their time playing video games. Daddy likes to play with his toy.

He came home from a long day of work looking beat down. By the sun and by the hard labor of his blue-collar job. “Come here, girl.” He huffed as he sat down to kick off his boots. I watched the way his shoulders sagged into the couch, and how his eyes devoured me. I was wearing black lace panties and a loose tank top. No bra, just to tease him with the way the tips of my erect nipples drew up the thin fabric. His big hand patted his thigh, and I took a seat in his lap.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Daddy was waiting for me in the kitchen as I snuck in past curfew. All the lights were off as I walked in, so I thought I got away with it, until I walked in and he turned on the lights and scared the crap out of me. “Hey daddy, what are you doing up so late?” “I should be asking you the same thing missy,” he said to me. I told him I was just out with my girlfriends and lost track of time.

He reminded me what was going to happen last time I was late, if I was late again. I cried and begged and said, “No daddy, I’m so sorry. Anything but that. I didn’t mean to be late again.” He apologized for what he was going to do, but he had to teach me a lesson, and I had to know he was serious or I would keep disrespecting the curfew.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I need cock and I need it now. Thick, veiny, pulsing. I need to feel the sweet film of a fresh load of cum on the roof of my mouth, as it slides down my throat and into my starving belly. Whenever I close my eyes, I can taste it. The sweetness, the saltiness, the hot cream against my tongue. My jaw aches with the involuntary clenching of a woman who hasn’t sucked a cock in weeks, despite being a slut who sucks cock all day long. I just can’t get enough!

If I open my mouth to speak, I’m terrified that the longing will spill out as a a desperate, raspy confession. I visualize them constantly, thinking about the weight of a big one as I pull it out of a sexy man’s pants and start licking it, teasing it, before I shove it all the way into my mouth and down my throat. I think about the slow, deliberate glide of salty pre-cum hitting my taste buds and the way it makes my vision blur, just for a millisecond, as I bounce my entire face up and down the shaft.

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Junie 1844-332-2639 ext 397

This morning’s run was supposed to be one of those “main character” moments. You know, the kind where the air is crisp, your playlist hits perfectly, and you feel unstoppable. It was the first war weather we’ve had this year, so I wanted to take advantage of it. 

Instead, I humbled myself in ways I didn’t think were possible… with my morning run.

It started with a decision I knew better than to make: loading up on fiber before heading out. In theory? Health. Discipline. Wellness. In reality? A ticking time bomb.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mistress Anna was throwing a lunch party and told her slave to dress up as a French maid. ‘’Please, Mistress Anna, this is so humiliating!’’ said the slave. But Mistress Anna wouldn’t have it. She ordered him to put it on and he obeyed: a French maid’s dress, fishnet stocking and high heels. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

As I walked around my neighborhood the other day, I caught a glimpse of a man near the corner café. His coffee cup was practically suspended mid-air as his gaze drifted downward, completely forgetting the conversation he was having with his companion. It was a look I had grown accustomed to ever since I had my BBL last summer.

I didn’t feel like a victim of unwanted attention or anything. Rather, I felt like a masterpiece on display. Some only wanted to admire it, while others longed to touch it…taste it…fuck it…some even wanted to smell it! Which was fine by me, as I’d spent years living as a flat booty babe who could only dream of the day when I’d strut through the city and watch the world tilt on its axis just to get a better look at my fat ass!

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