wet panties

Milan 844-33CANDY Ext. 398

A teen slut’s wet panties could make any man’s dick bricked. I hope your dick is already starting to throb because my panties are soaked. I mean come on. I’m a teen phone sex slut. All night long I listen to the dirtiest fantasies and tease my pretty pink. Ending the night with dry panties would be impossible. They usually end up in a sopping wet pile on the side of my bed, but I can think of a much better use for them tonight. Open wide and suck them clean.

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officer

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna left Ronnie at home to go visit her lover. Ronnie promised he would behave but only if he could eat whatever he wanted for dinner and watch his favorite shows in peace. Mommy agreed. Once she got everything set up for Ronnie she snuck out eagerly to meet her lover.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I still remember the exact moment I first saw HeyZeus across the desert. Being a whore, especially back then, I could feel the magnetic pull of his curiosity. Despite the general consensus that girls like me were dirty. There was something deeply attractive about the way his eyes flickered between intrigue and caution whenever he looked at me. I knew that it would be nearly impossible for him to ignore the growing, inevitable need to explore his desires. It was springtime in the desert, after all.

HeyZeus spoke in hushed tones of the towering expectations his father. More specifically, the insistence that HeyZeus (and everyone else in his village)’s first sexual experience should be sealed within the sanctity of marriage. His father was mighty and powerful, among other things, and had a very strong pull on the entire world’s day to day thoughts and behaviors.

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Shrinking Little Dan

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Poor little Dan has a condition. We aren’t really sure why it’s happening to him, but he is shrinking. Little by little. When I moved in next door, he was a sexy man with flecks of gray at his temples who stood just over six foot two. But then one day, he just started getting smaller and smaller. He’s gotten so small, his Mommy, I mean, wife, has asked me to babysit him while she goes to work. Dan has become too small to care for himself. He can’t reach the potty and has been forced into wearing diapers now that he is only two feet tall.

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Glory Hole Master

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

We both know you love a good glory hole, but would you call yourself a glory hole master? Or do you need some help to reach that level? The truth is, you frequent the local glory hole even though you try to hide your cock sucking obsession. You don’t need to deny it with me.

Have you been thinking about going down to the local adult bookstore and sucking some cock? I honestly love that these glory holes masquerade as “bookstores”. It makes me laugh every time I see one of these bookstores with men walking out licking their lips. I’ll get you into one of those “bookstores” so we can start your training. You’ll be a glory hole master in no time.
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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Julie, I have a kinky fetish. I like to cum in my jeans in public.” He confessed for the first time. He said it all started when he was a young, horny boy. He would sit in class and watch the girls. He would try to see their budding little nipples through their shirts, and up their little skirts. Inevitably he would cum in his pants. Then a few years later, he had a girlfriend that would sit next to him in class and rub him through his pants until he would cum. He told me that he hasn’t been able to overcome this fetish. After all of these years, he still craves it. But he hasn’t found anyone that was into it or willing to help him fulfill his fantasy. He asked me if I could help him. It sounded so hot to me. My pussy was wet just thinking about it. I told him that I would absolutely love to. So we made reservations at a popular upscale restaurant. I requested a specific booth that is up on a step and overlooking the entire dining room. After all, I wanted him to be the center of attention.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I pause at the entrance of the little bar I keep for my “sessions.” It’s a dimly lit back room behind a row of forgotten bottles. Inside, the air smells of cheap drinks and old carpet, and the low hum of a jukebox plays a blues riff that feels like a warning. Not for me, of course. For him.

He’s already there, perched on a cracked leather chair, with his eyes fixed on the floor. He’s a regular. We’ll call him Aaron, though we never use names that aren’t given. Tonight, his limits are a blank page and our job is to write the story together. “Stella,” he says, as his voice trembles with a mixture of anticipation and fear. I offer him a smile that’s half invitation, half challenge. I step closer, as the click of my stilettos punctuate the silence.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

We all know that I am the sweetest, most obedient little submissive slut a guy could ask for.  But sometimes, you want to lay back and relax and let me “take charge.”  You want me to be romantic sensual bossy Zoey.  I know you’ll take control back before too long.  But sometimes it’s nice to switch roles for a little sexy change of pace.

I’ll lay you down.  Maybe I’ll even tie your wrists at first with some silky scarves.  That way we both can buy into the illusion that I’m gonna be the bossy one for a little bit.  I rather do like the idea of you naked and at my sensual mercy.

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fallout roleplay

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Amber?” he asks. His voice is a little hoarse, as if he’s been rehearsing his lines in the mirror. “Come in,” I say, stepping aside and letting him cross the threshold into my apartment. The hallway is lined with photographs of old, cracked cityscapes. I lead him to the living room, where a single lamp casts a glow.

“I have a role for you,” I begin. “Tonight we’re not just two people. We’re the last two survivors in a fallout bunker and the world above is a radioactive wasteland. The air is thin, the lights flicker, and the only thing keeping us sane is a game of…imagination.”

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Danny was ready to become Danni. Danny was my curious panty boy friend in high school. I recently introduced him to Mr. Martin and they hit it off. I even helped teach Danny how to suck Mr. Martin’s dick and I helped Mr. Martin fuck Danny’s virgin asshole. But Danny was ready to take it a step further. He was ready to go full drag and surprise Mr. Martin. Danny already had beautiful blonde shoulder length hair. So all we needed was some make up and an outfit. At the lingerie store we picked out a beautiful purple lace teddy. He said that Mr. Martin told him that he looks great in purple. So we found a sparkly little purple dress and shoes to match. Then he wanted to find some purple metallic eyeshadow. We also got glittery blush for her cheeks, black eyeliner and mascara, and fuchsia lipstick and nail polish. Then I suddenly realized that she needed a mani pedi. So we found the perfect place and they used the fuchsia nail polish on her fingers and toes. It looked so good on her.

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