Bring me that tight quivering ass; I want to slide this Strap on right inside of it. You know you can’t stop thinking about me seducing you and making you my strap onfuck toy. I know you love playing with your ass all the time sliding things in and out of it trying to get
That cute girl in the back of your class, quietly taking notes and smiling at you and batting my pretty eyelashes. Yep that’s me! Your teacher and student fantasy phone sex little slut! I see that you’ve been looking at me and watching me day after day. And how you look down my shirt when
There are so many kind of you sissy sluts do you find yourself in one of these? FRENCH MAID SISSY: Well, well, mademoiselle…looks like you’re a frilly French Maid sissy! You long to spend your days cooking, cleaning…and serving Mistress’ huge strap-on. Imagine spending your days at my beck and call, doing my bidding as
Slaves as Property Owning a slave is a serious responsibility. A slave is valuable property and should be treated as such. I would never permanently damage any of my slaves. It would be pointless to damage something you own and value. A damaged slave cannot work effectively for you. As my property she is an
I had the most exquisite experience with a caller. He called late at night during a thunderstorm….the mood was just right. He Owned My PussyBettySeX from the start of the call with his deep voice ready to dominate me. He asked what I had on and I told him, my little red silky camisole with
She flirted with Him, but didn’t expect Him to notice. She walked up to the house, she knew He was inside. The tension had begun to grow, and she knew what His intentions had become. She approached the door, she saw Him standing there. His backside showing, His face unclear. Facing away from her. Naked.
It was 7:00p.m. and she heard the car pull in. She took a fast glance and saw that all was perfect as she adjusted the sheer, black lace, sarong she had loosely tied, low around her hips. She wore nothing to hide her breasts, just a simple gold chain about her neck and the scent
Every year that the Grammy Awards come around, I always look forward to them, but probably for different reasons than everyone else does. It is allegedly the biggest awards show the music industry has, but the thing that I always look forward to is getting to work as a bartender at one of the numerous
Marlene looked at the other girl standing across the bushes, right within her area of sovereignty. It did not take her long to realise that she was facing a competitor. The other girl, a brunette like her, was dressed in the typical wild outfit, clothes scantily covering her tanned body. Marlene observed her from bottom
I come home from work and tell you that I have plans for you tonight. I ask you if you are hungry for cum, a lot of cum. Your eyes get big, and you say, “Oh yes! I love cum. I always want cum, you know your cum is the best.” You come close to
It was late Tuesday evening and Thomas had stayed at work after everyone had left to get a few things done. Since it was quiet and deserted, Thomas thought he could work in peace. Thomas was taking a break, walking around a little, when he passed Daphne’s cubicle. Daphne had left the latest issue of
K had been an interesting character and I also couldn’t determine why he didn’t want me after a few sessions to be his submissive. No level of seduction appeared to work and I also had been starting to give up. My intimate adventures took me to all sorts of locations, and all the whilst we
It was hot, very hot and Richard had been walking quickly for over an hour. The sunrays filtered through the treetops, blinding the boy’s eyes as he looked up. ‘Not much further’, he thought as he began to mount the rise that led to the lake. Richard was dressed, as were all boys at the
For a very tight pair of white lace brief panties, she stand, as the note instructed, naked in the center of the room. Back straight, eyes lowered. Thin drapes flutter as the evening breezes gently through an open window, causing her nipples to harden slightly. Behind her, the sound of a drawer slowing opening, then
This is a story about my first marriage in 1985. Annie, my wife and I were both students at North Dakota State when we met. I was a junior, and she was a freshman. While I was a city boy (Fargo) she came from a tiny farming community in the western end of the state.
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