Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

My four hour road trip back home was interrupted by my wet pussy. I just couldn’t keep my hands off of it. I finally had to pull over. There’s a famous ranch set back off of the road. Events are held there. But on this day, it was empty. So I decided that it would be the perfect place to have some private time. I drove through the gate and down the long, tree lined drive. The top was down, and the breeze felt so good. I found a secluded spot to park. Then I turned my music up and laid my seat back. I closed my eyes and began playing with my wet pussy. With the other hand I lowered the spaghetti straps on my sundress to expose my tits. My nipples were so hard. Then all of a sudden, I heard a noise. I opened my eyes. And there before me, stood one sexy stud. I didn’t know what to say. There wasn’t much I could say. He caught me wet handed. “Hello ma’am. It sure is hot out here. Why don’t you come in and let me make you something to drink”.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mistress Anna put out an ad: Calling all submissive sluts. She needed to find a new Sissy to whore out and train for her own selfish, deviant, sexual purposes. Many came, lined up and interviewed, but she managed to narrow it down to a single one: He was extremely horny, very submissive, and in dire need of training.

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Small Dick Boy

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Even a teen like me knows a small dick boy when I see one. And when you pull your pants down and take out that tiny “dick” I know even before I touch it that I don’t want it. But let’s be honest here, your tiny dick isn’t big enough to please anyone sexually.

Don’t try to play dumb and tell me you’re a real man. You’ve been a small dick boy ever since puberty and you always will be. It’s going to be so much fun to humiliate you for what’s lacking between your legs. I don’t know how much fun it will be for you at first. But once you realize that’s the only attention, you’re going to get from me, I think you’ll learn to enjoy it.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

He came into work and told me that he wanted to play with my feet again. “It’s time for another photo shoot. I have some ideas and something very fun planned” he informed me. What happened last time started playing over in my head. All of a sudden, a surge of energy and wetness exuded from my pussy. I couldn’t wait to see what he had in mind this time. What else could there be? We did everything last time. And it was freaking hot. I never knew I had a foot fetish before. He brought it out in me. I began to wonder if everyone would have the same response to what he did to me. I guess some people’s feet might be too ticklish. But there are sexually arousing reflexology points on feet. So it makes sense that stimulating them feels so good. And I’m proof that it can actually lead to orgasm. Just thinking about it had me so horny and ready for the photo shoot.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My mother was a Siren, and my father a Merman.  It was an unlikely romance but they say you really can’t help with whom you fall in love.  I exist as their love creation and have been gifted with the powers of both species.  That makes me irresistible to many men who hear my song or see the flash of my fins in the water.

One day, a fishing boat found its way into my little corner of the ocean.  It’d been awhile since I had company.  Feeling lonely for so long, I wanted to take advantage of the moent.  So, I silently swam up to the side of the boat to get a peek of its inhabitants.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

As Billy stepped into the shower, I admired his lean, toned body, my gaze lingering on his uncut cock, already hard and ready for me. I couldn’t resist the urge to touch him, so I stepped in after him, as my hands explored every inch of his skin. “I’ve never done this before,” he admitted, his voice sounding shaky. I smiled up at him, as my fingers traced the length of his shaft. “That’s okay, Billy. I’ll show you everything you need to know.”

I started by lathering up his body with a lavender mint soap, my hands eagerly sliding over his chest and down to his cock as I washed him. I took my time, teasing him with soft touches and gentle strokes until he was moaning and bucking against my hand.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

You might expect a French girl like me to be utterly obsessed with haute couture, fine beverages, or perhaps skiing at Mont Tremblant dans l’hiver. And yes, I appreciate a good Pinot Noir and a perfectly tailored jacket as much as the next Quebecquoise girl. But my true passion, my deepest, most fulfilling joie de vivre, lies in a rather unconventional area of human anatomy. Specifically, I’m talking about the magnificent and surprisingly expressive region known as the male butthole.

There’s a certain thrill in watching a man slowly melt into a puddle of delightful vulnerability. The initial surprise, the widening of eyes, the subtle shift in their posture – it’s all part of the butthole exploration dance. They rarely see it coming; my innocent, wide-eyed French charm is an excellent camouflage, masking the mischievous intent bubbling just beneath my surface. It’s like presenting them with a delicate macaron, only to reveal it’s filled with a tiny, exquisitely potent jalapeño. Magnifique!

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They call me Jamie. Or sometimes, just ‘hey you,’ or whatever name they remember from the last town over. It doesn’t matter. I’m not here to be remembered, not really. I’m here to be forgotten. Or, more accurately, to help them forget. My life is a constant hum of tour buses and hotel rooms, a carousel of tattooed arms and whispered insecurities after the lights go down.

I’m a professional groupie, a connoisseur of the rock ‘n’ roll world. These guys…They rip themselves open on stage, pouring their hearts out for a crowd, and when it’s over, when the adrenaline fizzles and the loneliness creeps in, that’s where I come in. I’m the quiet after the roar, the comfort before the crash. Their temporary distraction. Their Band-Aid.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Jason, I want you to fuck me,” I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth as I stood there, facing my cousin Jason. We had always been close, but this was something entirely different. He looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise. “What? Are you serious? We’re cousins, Amber!”

I nodded, my resolve firm. “I know, but I can’t help how I feel. I’ve wanted this for so long.” He hesitated for a moment, but then I saw the desire in his eyes. He stepped closer to me, his hands reaching out to cup my face. “If we do this, there’s no going back,” he warned. I nodded again, my body trembling with anticipation. “My body is yours.”

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Accidental Exposure

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

My roommate Jackson is a man’s man. He’s a good guy; he never judges me for being who I am, and we enjoy each other’s company. However, he’s incredibly masculine and burly. You can imagine the surprise I felt when I was lounging in bed last night and got a text from Jackson. It was a picture; he never sends texts, never mind pictures.

I was gagged when the picture loaded, and it was of him in sissy lingerie, sucking a dildo! Not even two seconds after I opened the photo, he tried to delete it and sent another text. “Fuck. Wrong chat.” Oh, I don’t think so. This was precisely the right fucking chat.

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