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Mature Cock

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

In my opinion mature cock is always the best at making us teens cum. I said what I said, and I stand by my statement. I know that everyone has some kind of hot fetish that turns them on. Do you want to know what mine is? I mean, I’m sure you already guessed it by now, but l LOVE fucking older men. Give me a man with a mature cock and a high sex drive and I’ll be the happiest and horniest girl.

There’s something about a man with salt and pepper hair that really makes me crazy. I just love it the stimulation they provide my mind, and my pussy can never seem to resist them. Do you know why I like fucking older men more than guys my age? Well, it’s fairly simple, really. Older men know just exactly how to fuck a girl like me.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

You are definitely gonna need to catch up with part 1 first – so click here before you go on.

So the weeks and months went by as Mistress Laylene and her girls searched bars throughout the town. Luring in all the males that were left dazed by their sheer beauty. While hundreds were coming in, all being given the same treatment as Tom/ Tami. As Mistress Laylene drove from bar to bar, a shiver ran down her spine and her panties became damp. Wielding such powerful control over all pathetic loser males, attracted to her sheer beauty. She laughed wickedly as to how easily her plan was working, to decimate these small towns, of all males. Long ago Laylene had been done so wrong by males in her relationships that she had promised herself there would be revenge. The wrath of Laylene was in full motion, with no stopping it.

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Taking Something I Can't Have Pt3

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Pt2

I told the hostess we had arrived, and she led us to a back booth, one dimly lit and far away from the rest of the crowd. I requested this spot when booking the reservation. It was somewhere we’d have to sit close as we enjoyed dinner, and I convinced him to loosen his moral compass for only one night.

I slid into the booth, which allowed me to face the rest of the restaurant. Then patted the seat next to me, “Don’t make me sit all alone.” He looked at the seat for a moment, weighing the options. Sitting so close, he knew, was dangerous. I could see him calculating a way to sit across from me. He popped the center button on his suit jacket, and I purred wickedly, “Unless you’re afraid you can’t handle it and will wanna fuck me tonight instead of your wife.” His false bravado had him laughing casually as he sat beside me.

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Homewrecking Sitter Fun

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Mr. C is everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. He’s sexy, wealthy, and hilarious. I love his silly jokes and how he dresses. I would totally make him my husband; the only problem is that he’s already married. As their family sitter, I shouldn’t be considering homewrecking, but honestly, I just want us to be happy together.

I knew he would never go for my idea while his wife was around, so I waited until I knew she was out of town and had taken their son. I showed up in a slutty little outfit with bubble gum pink lip gloss on and knocked on the door.

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Bad Bus Driver

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I had this job as a bus driver once. It didn’t last long.Seems as though parents don’t like it when you take kids on unscheduled field trips to your house. I couldn’t help it though. They Mama’s wasn’t even there at the bus stop! And those youngin’s just wanted someone to show them love. And love ’em was exactly what I was planning to do.

I waited a few weeks, waitin’ to see if it was spontaneous or a habit, and sure enough, this one little boy was always getting off the bus in a bad neighborhood and walkin’ all by himself. I was worried, ya know? There are so many pervs out there.

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Mariah 844-332-2639 ext. 452

Tonight I’m going to have some peeping tom playtime and I can’t wait! I thought my peeping tom gave up on me or was cheating on me by peeping on someone else or maybe he got caught. But a few nights ago I heard him creeping by my window as I was getting ready for bed.

I am a nudist or I was when I lived in a fourth floor apartment. Now I live in a house but sometimes I forget to close my blinds when I get out the shower or when I’m changing. To be honest though, maybe sometimes I don’t forget. I am young, fun, and have a hot body so anyone that saw me naked definitely wouldn’t mind.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s been too long, and now your wallet is bulging. You are in need of a spender bender, and I’m just the girl to lighten the load. I’ll slip up onto your lap and rub your chest as you sip your brain away—a little elixir to loosen your guilt. My tiny fingers tip the bottom of the bottle to ensure I get the most out of your binge.

You’ve stayed away so long, but I’ve never left your mind. Every dollar, every dime, you’ve saved just for me. You were waiting for the right night to lose it all.

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Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Today, you sent me to the spa to be pampered. They massaged and oiled every inch of me. The manicurist did my nails just how I liked them and then went to work on my feet. As she worked over one sole, I thought about how turned on you would be watching her take care of my delicate little toes.

She had me dip them into warm bubble water. The jets sprayed over the balls of my feet and along the arches. Easing out my stress before she even went to work on my feet. When she did lift my ankle from the pool, drops of water trailed down my feet to splash back into the water below.

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Nailing The Interview

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Nervously, I sat in the modern lobby of what I hoped would be my next job. The ad for the position simply stated, “An assistant needed to relieve pressure off the CEO.” I could do that. I’m super accommodating and am excellent at anticipating people’s needs. However, my resume was limited. No one really puts their sex work experience down for these sorts of things, so I had quit a few ‘gap years’ between jobs. I didn’t think I had a chance, but they called this morning to say they accepted my interview and would meet with the CEO today.

I wore a short skirt and borrowed a friend’s button-up blouse. It didn’t fit me well; the buttons bulged and strained across my heavy tits. My hair was up, and my makeup was done the only way I knew how to do it: heavy.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a long time, I have had a fascination with Zatanna and magic in general. When I was younger, I even used to have some magic sets so I could practice my tricks. Admittedly, as I grew up, my tricks seemed to get sluttier and sluttier.

Now, Daddy was having a business meeting tonight. One of his friends, John, had just lost their wife. John has been a family friend for a long time, he knew me growing up. So, I thought it would be fun to surprise John and Daddy with a magic show, I wanted to cheer him up.

Their meeting was soon, so I knew I needed to get ready.

I got ready in layers, but on top, I had on short black tights, overtop of fishnets, and a slutty white corset that pushed up my massive tits. To add, I had on a black bow collar, knee-high black boots, and a black cape. Knowing Daddy and John were in the dining room, I gathered my magic supplies and headed downstairs.

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