Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Honestly, I cannot believe that Adam’s multi-million dollar Lamborghini does not have the same self-driving capabilities as a Tesla does. Totally understand that’s something unique to Teslas. All I’m trying to say is when you spend a few million on a car, the least it can do is drive for you. However, there is no better car to fuck in than a Tesla, at least in my opinion.

Luckily for me, Ben drives a Tesla Model X Plaid. Gosh, I really am such a lucky little slut.

Now Ben already told me he was picking me up and was in the mood to get fucked. Lucky again, so was I.

Wanting to look as hot and easy as possible, I needed to decide what to wear.

Finally, I decided on a short blue body-con dress. This dress was perfect, it was strapless and barely covered anything. In addition, I paired it with knee-high tan leather boots and my tan-coloured Louis Vuitton satchel.

Ben’s Tesla was black with a black and white leather interior. Finally, when he arrived, he was blasting my favourite R&B Spotify playlist, “Rap Caviar”. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

It was unusually warm for January. For a while now, I have been working out with and fucking my trainer, Mark. Not that I minded, Mark was fucking hot and so muscular.

The night before, Mark texted me and said we should run outside because it would be such a nice January day. There are some trails right near where I live. People and families bike and walk their dogs on them all the time.

This day, I was wearing a Gym Shark outfit. So cute, pink leggings and a pink sports bra. Gym Shark outfits are often ruched in the perfect spots, so they highlight my perky tits and peachy ass. On my feet were white, pink, and purple Air Jordans. Honestly, I don’t love to wear my Jordans outside, but I just look so damn hot in them.

Mark had instructed me to meet him at the opening of Trail 22, it was nice here. The maple trees had all lost their leaves but there were lush evergreen and spruce trees everywhere. The trails were also well maintained, they were surrounded by forest but they were well kept.

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Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I get a lot of deliveries this time of year. I’m home all day, and Amazon just makes it so easy with one-click buying that I’ve been spoiling myself with my Master’s account. All of his billing details are already saved in the account anyway. Every day has been like Christmas, and I’ve noticed the last four days, the same sexy delivery driver has been the one dropping my packages off by the front door.

Drivers work hard, especially this time of year. I thought it would be extra kind of me if I saw him pull in the drive; I skipped out in my pretty lingerie and thanked him. Personally.

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Christmas Tree Carfuffle

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Okay, so it’s not December yet, but I wanted to put up my Christmas tree! I just think a good, well-decorated Christmas tree helps the Thanksgiving esthetic, ya know? But I am so tired of fake trees or the ones you buy from the fire station that are already dried out and basically a pile of pine needles on your floor. I wanted a healthy, hand-picked Christmas tree.

And I live close enough to the woods that there literally was nothing stopping me from going out and chopping down my own tree! I’m an independent woman who is so capable of something like that. So I put on my knee-high boots, the ones without heels, a flannel over shirt, cus it felt right, and off I went. Axe in hand, I was gonna get myself my own damn tree.

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New Girl On The Block

Ronnie 844-332-2639 Ext443

Ready to meet the new girl on the block? Initially, I may be a little reserved and shy, but you can help coax me out of my shell. I’m a vanilla farm girl who’s looking at a world of flavors, wanting to lick them all. I just don’t know where to start. The world of kink is like a turbulent sea with rip tides and tsunami waves trashing about in front of me. I’m aching to dip a toe in the water, yet afraid I’ll be swept out into something I can’t turn back from.

Will you be my light hose? Or a life raft? Help me find a way to ease into the things that turn you on and teach me what it’s like to be aroused.

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Bound At Sea

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

“Captain!” The misty sea wind carried the first mate’s panicked voice to where the Captain rested in her cabin. “We need ye on deck!” Captain Kayla’s black knee-high boots clanked along the wooden deck planks as she confidently strode toward the scrambling sailors and the beast they had bound to the deck.

Seven men were wrestling a massive, inky black creature. Its tentacles slapped at them as they attempted to wrestle it into submission. Lucky for them, the arms of the beast were tangled in their fishing net behind its back. “What’s this?” Captian Kayla bellowed over the roar of the ocean. The creature stilled at the sound of her voice, and the sailors scattered.

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London  1844-332-2639 ext 439

 

I have been addicted to BBC since the first time I had one. Some people call it Jungle Fever. Everyone in my family would always say you better not bring any black babies home. Or get caught slutting around with those people. I think all their fussing and cussing is what made me want to try it more.

I mean seriously if all you ever hear is don’t do it. Then that just makes you want to try it more. So the first time that I even saw a shiny black cock. I fell in love instantly. I just loved looking at it. It was so long and fat. It looked like a sweet piece of chocolate.

And I was aching to taste it. I started out just giving blow jobs. Because I was so afraid of getting pregnant. I would just suck black cocks off under the bleachers at school. The black boys would line up to fuck my slutty throat. I didn’t mind at all because I was becoming a fiend for black meat. The more juicy cocks I sucked the more I wanted. Their cum even tasted different to me.

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Look at you Look standing behind the drapes peeking out.  Is that where you want to be?  I know you want to be seen, after all, why else get dressed up?  That is the ultimate high for you and I know it.  We both know that will be the thrill of all thrills yet can you survive the humiliation? You slip around and wear your wife’s undies and a few of her things while she is away.  Good thing you’re the work-at-home husband while she works out.  You call yourself trying to draw attention from the neighbors but you know how that would turn out.  I can hear the tremble in your voice as you tell me how good the lingerie, stockings, and shoes feel.  Standing there begging under your breath for them to look over before you can move.  Now walk for me so I can hear the heels click. 

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Grocery Shopping

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Grocery shopping is usually a pretty boring task. But not today…today is my grocery shopping fantasy come true. Walking into the store with a dom who knows exactly how to control me, make me wet and gives me the most powerful orgasms I’ve ever had in my life is bound to make things more interesting.

It always starts off innocent. He tells me not to wear panties when we go somewhere, or brings a toy that has a remote. Today, however, I think he was testing my limits.

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You should read PART ONE here, get nice and hard before you find out what happens to me….

I sank to my knees and motioned for him to come forward. He knew what to do, unzipping his pants as he walked so that by the time he got to my face, his glorious cock was out and ready. I grabbed it with my right hand, wanting to get a feel for what I was working it. Not as big as I like, but maybe a little too big for my mouth, which I do like. Just a few strokes, until I got the grunt I was waiting for. Placing each hand on their respective thigh, I lowered my chin and…

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