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I hear the faint click of the gate, and I know he’s here again. The sound makes my pulse quicken, that tiny rush of excitement I live for. Sex Therapy Porn isn’t just my little secret… it’s our escape, a delicious escape from the lives they pretend to live. My visitors, my wealthy men, sneak into my home under the guise of night, leaving behind their boring routines and predictable wives.
I greet him in the living room, my silk robe slipping just a little from my shoulder, revealing more than he’s supposed to see. He swallows hard, his eyes dark with longing, and I smirk, knowing exactly what he’s craving. The hum of the city outside fades away as I guide him closer, my hands brushing over his chest, teasing, testing, letting him know this is a place where he can truly lose control.
“Relax,” I say smoothly, my lips just above his ear, letting the warmth of my breath stir him. “You’re safe here. Just let go.” He nods, trembling, and I feel that familiar thrill… the one that comes from being in control, yet knowing we’re both burning for the same thing. My house is full of little hints, soft candlelight, silk sheets, the scent of jasmine floating in the air, all designed to make him forget the world outside.
I move slowly, deliberately, letting him feel every inch of me. My fingers trace lines down his arms, lingering over his chest, teasing, as I whisper about what he’s been denied elsewhere. The way his hands clutch at my hips, the way he shivers when I press my lips against his neck… it’s intoxicating. I guide him to the couch, letting him sink into the plush cushions as I straddle him, my robe parting to reveal curves that I know will make him weak.
“Just for tonight,” I whisper, “you’re mine.” And he surrenders, giving himself over to the warmth of my pretty pink pussy, the filthy temptation, the illicit thrill that only my house, my touch, can provide. My lips, my hands, my voice… they heal something inside him, something he didn’t even realize was aching.
Minutes stretch into hours, the outside world forgotten, until finally he’s spent, and I hold him close, letting the steady rhythm of our breaths fill the room. There’s a soft smile on his lips, a gleam in his eye, and I know he’ll leave lighter, freer, craving this escape again. I watch him go, feeling the familiar pull of anticipation for the next visit. In this rich, quiet neighborhood, my home is the therapy they can’t get anywhere else, and I am the cure they can’t resist.
Sexy Legs Mila In Soft Pink Lingerie Teasing Your Large Cock
I kicked off my day clothes, tossing them on the floor like I didn’t care. Tonight’s show was all for him… my favorite rich neighbor who made me blush every time he smirked. I ran my fingers over my soft pink lingerie, letting the lace tickle my skin, and smiled at how perfect it looked.
He was already in the living room, drink in hand, and I sauntered over, hips swaying just the way I knew drove him crazy. My heels clicked on the floor, and I could practically hear his eyes following me. “I love seeing your sexy legs, baby, when you bend over like that,” he said, voice low and rough. I bit my lip, pretending to fix my stockings, but inside I was buzzing with excitement.
I leaned forward, letting my pretty titties press just enough against the lace, teasing him without even touching him yet. “Mmm, you’re going to make me naughty tonight,” I whispered, circling him slowly, letting him imagine exactly what was coming. My fingers trailed along my thighs, brushing the lace, giving him little hints of what he wanted most… My pretty little pussy.
I knelt just in front of him, lips hovering near his ear. “Do you like this, baby? Just a little tease before I really play?” I whispered, my fingers ghosting along his pants. His groan made me wet, and I pulled back, giving him a slow, lazy twirl so he could see every curve of my silky lingerie.
I pressed closer against him feeling his big boner, soft and teasing, letting my body brush against his long cock, just enough to make him moan and shiver. My hands danced over my own body, nibbling at my juicy lips, moaning softly, letting him imagine all the things I wanted to do to him. Every move was playful, every glance a dare as I looked into his soul while slowly gobbling up his dick, forcing it down my throat.
I then finally backed up slightly, letting him drink in the full view of my lingerie hugging every curve of my naked body, tight clit pressing lightly against the lace, my body teasing every inch of him. “Ahhhhh, fuck yea… Good girl Mila damn” he moaned loudly and he released his cum all over my face. I winked, biting my lip, knowing he’d be thinking about me all night, aching for more.
“I’ll be back here later tonight after my wife goes to sleep” he says buttoning up his shirt with a low grin. “Of course Daddy, I’ll be here waiting for you when you get back” I said with anticipation in my eyes. And as I turned to the mirror one last time, I giggled softly, brushing my hair back, loving the way he was already desperate for my hands, my lips, my teasing… and my perfect asshole.
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Want the Best phone Sex experience ever? My blonde hair, and sexy body will tempt, tease, and tantalize you. But, my dirty mind and filthy mouth will draw you in and keep you addicted. Let’s make that Dick drip, and ooze cummies. I know how to charm a cock and keep you entertained. Let me take you to the edge of all erotic reason, and then shove you over!
First time phone sex?
I always feel like your first phone sex call should involve mutual masturbation, or hot, naughty JOI (Jerk off instruction). Getting off hard together while we fuck ourselves, will bond us and bring us together. It’s an amazing fucking icebreaker. I love telling you how I part my pussy lips and slip a few fingers in because I want to taste how wet you make me.
In the same breath, I also want to hear you tell me all the yummy details of your cock. Are you a tip, shaft or a lot of attention on the balls type? Tell me how you like to stroke and touch. What do you do when no one is looking and you want to give in to that deep needed release? Compell you to fucking stroke that throbbing prick. What are you gonna think about to make you bust that gooey nut?
Let me help you find it
It’s a new year so Let’s explore some new kinks that you have always wanted to give a go. Don’t be shy baby, I want to take care of you and your hard cock. Making you blow a sticky was is what gets this little tight twat so creamy, and keeps me in the mindset of needing to be fucked.
My boyfriend is Gone for a few more months, and I want to be the naughtiest freaky bitch while he is gone. For me it’s about sucking and fucking every cock I can. Partly because Elgin would say ” Oh My Eliza, she’s such a good girl, loyal and faithful to a fault.”
I’m No fucking Lady, even tho My boyfriend treats me like I’m fragile
Make me a fucking whore!
Make me your Your Whore
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Hairy wet pussy is your favorite kind of pussy, it seems to get much wetter and is always tighter, I can feel my walls contracting around your thick cock as you hammer my sugar walls and finger fuck my young one’s hairless cunt.
That thick meat is throbbing inside my fuck tunnel. Your thick digits inside my mini slut’s fuck hole, her little body squirming against your fingers, begging for more.
Your wide wet tongue licking her juicy cooter as her juices flow down your hungry perverted throat, drinking every drop of her sweet nectar.
She tastes so sweet when you drink her juices, sucking and finger popping that pussy into your wet mouth, swallowing her pussy juices, craving more with each lick.
Swallowing her juices ounce by ounce, gulping down her juices, every drop coats your thirsty throat and swallows every drop.
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I can’t stop thinking about him, about how good it would feel to have him right here, burying himself deep inside my pussy while I whimper and grind against him. My fingers wander over myself, slick and hot, imagining every inch of him inside me, and I shiver, knowing I’m dripping like the Princess Phone Sex fantasy I teased him with last night. God, I love being spoiled, loved, wanted… I can feel my walls clenching just thinking about it.
The thought of my neighbor watching me from across the yard makes me gasp. I imagine him barging in without knocking, taking control, and I melt into him, moaning his name, desperate and greedy for every inch. I love how spoiled I am, how I can tease, tempt, and play with them until they’re shaking, begging, and I’m still dripping, still needing more.
I roll onto my back, legs spread, imagining his hands everywhere… on my hips, my tits, my dripping pussy. My lips part as I picture him groaning, losing control, and I let out a soft moan, thinking about how much I love this… how naughty it feels to be their rich little nigger slut, to have them fight over me without even asking. Every curve of me wants him, and I know he can’t resist.
My silk robe slips to the floor, and I can feel my juices coating my fingers as I tease myself, imagining the taste of him, the weight of him inside me. I laugh softly, knowing he’d lose it if he could see me now, completely undone, my body begging for him, my pussy trembling, dripping, craving every touch, every groan.
I can’t help it… I’m desperate for him. I whisper his name into the empty room, imagining how good it would feel if he was here, pounding me, taking what he wants, leaving me gasping, shivering, coated in his release while I beg for more. I love that I can play this spoiled game, that I get exactly what I crave, and still leave them wanting more.
Even thinking about tomorrow makes me wet again, thinking about him, his hands, the way he’d make me moan, the way I’d beg, the way I’d ride him until I’m trembling. Being rich, naughty, and completely spoiled has its perks, and I know I’ll take every single one, every greedy, dripping desire, every wicked little fantasy.














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