Ass fetish has you weak, and that’s because of my perfect curves. I love to show off and tease dirty boys like you. I know how to harness my erotic power. My perfect ass, firm and sculptural, can even raise the dead from their graves. It’s a force to be reckoned with, a treasure chest of sinful pleasure designed to ensnare the unwary. The same applies to my voluptuous breasts, achingly sexy and tantalizing to the touch.
When I’m in the mood to assert my dominance, I call upon these tools of ecstasy. I present myself to the willing subjects of my desire, my ass swaying hypnotically, my breasts jutting out like irresistible siren calls. It’s a mesmerizing spectacle, guaranteed to plunge any man into a trance of lust and submission. I pull you into my web, and you will never be able to escape until I have sucked you dry.
Phone sex mommy orders you on your back. I get on top of your face, and I expect that tongue to clean out both my holes. Taste the creamy center of my asshole, baby, and don’t forget my pussy hole. I’ll suck your cock down. I know how full it is, and if you take good care of me, baby, I’ll make sure you’re empty!
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Ass fetish so powerful even the dead can rise
Foot Fetishes Of the Sweaty, Stinky, Sweet Kind
Are you Like me and Love Foot Fetishes? With me though, its more of a shoe fetish. I have over 200 pairs of just heels. So many fuckable stinky pairs of shoes. Worship my feet. My long narrow slender feet look so good, pressed against your face, your body and your cock.
I Love plopping my perfect ass on your face. Smothering you with it, while My twinkle toes work magic on your flesh pole. My Big toe circles your cock knob, as I rub that dick drip in. My feet stinky and sweaty, playing with your cock as your tongue fucks my back door.
Then it’s time to switch positions.
This sweet tight ass sits on your lap. Pushing your peen deep inside my swollen vulva. While my odorous feet find their way to your nostrils. Breathe my sweet sour stink in while you are deep inside my love canal. My toes pressed against your nose. As your cock bottoms out inside my velvety pussy.
I want you to cum while your buried deep. My pink walls squeezing your cock. Lick My Fucking arches. Taste that sweet vinegary tang of my tootsies. Suck on my little piggies while I ride your dick into ecstacy.
Both of us fornicating with feet as our focus. Make me cum and I’ll beg for you to seed my perfect arches. You can even cum inside my favorite pair of red bottoms. My sweet little snatch will drown your dick in my juices.
Sexy dominatrix has a need to make you suffer
You surrendered to my Sexy dominatrix ass, and there is no running from that. I think it’s so funny you think you can hide from me, beta bitch boy? I can smell the desperation seeping from your pores, the pathetic need for validation that makes you so easily controlled. You’re a small dick loser, and it’s only fitting that you’re about to get exactly what you deserve – a lifetime of humiliation and degradation at my hands.
I remember the look on your face when you saw me at the bar, your confidence crumpling like a house of cards. You thought you were so in control, tending to your drinks with such bravado, but I knew the truth. I knew the moment I walked in that you were mine, body and soul.
And what did I do? I exposed you, just as I promised I would. I made sure everyone saw the pathetic, submissive little slave that you are, and it was glorious. The way you trembled, the way you apologized for existing… it was music to my ears.
But don’t think this is just a one-time punishment, oh no. This is only the beginning of your suffering. From now on, you exist solely to serve me, to grovel and beg for my approval. You’re my plaything, my toy, and I’ll use you however I please.
So get used to the ache in your balls, the frustration of the constant Tease and denial. Get used to the taste of my spit in your mouth, the feel of my whip against your skin. Because this is your life now, slave.
And you know what? You’ll love every second of it. Because deep down, you’re a masochist, a begging, pleading little bitch who lives for the pain of being owned. And I’ll make sure you get all the hurt you crave, and then some.
So harden up, bitch boy. It’s time to face the music and accept your fate as my fucktoy. Because I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. You’re mine now, forever and always.
Therapy Tease: My Naughty Neighbor’s Delight
I was just a horny housewife, craving something forbidden, when I found myself alone with my neighbor in his office. He was older, more experienced, and had a wicked glint in his eye that promised trouble. “Ready to play, my little one?” he purred, his voice a sultry invitation. I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation and nerves.
He pushed me onto the couch, his hands roaming over my body, teasing and tantalizing. “You’re so fucking cute,” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. “I’m going to make you cream so hard, you’ll see stars.”
He stripped me down, his fingers tracing the edges of my lace bra before pulling it off. I was exposed, vulnerable, and incredibly turned on. He circled me like a predator, his eyes roaming over my body, appraising me.
“Spread your legs, my little slut,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle. I complied, presenting my pussy to him, my heart pounding with excitement. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lick my clit, sending shocks of pleasure through my body.
I moaned, my hips bucking against his mouth, begging for more. He obliged, his fingers slipping into my soaking wet cunt, his thumb circling my clit. I was a writhing mess of lust and need, my body aching for release.
He undressed, his cock springing free, hard and ready, a thick, throbbing shaft that made my mouth water. He positioned himself between my legs, his hands on my hips, and thrust into me with a single, powerful stroke. I cried out, the sensation of being filled, of being claimed, overwhelming.
He fucked me hard and fast, his hips slapping against mine, his balls hitting my clit with each thrust. I could feel my orgasm building, a coiling tension in my core. And then, with a final, deep thrust, he came, filling me with his hot, sticky cum. I followed soon after, my body convulsing around his cock, my screams of pleasure echoing off the walls.
In the aftermath, we collapsed onto the couch, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. I curled up against him, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “You’re such a good little slut,” he whispered, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back. “Neighbor’s proud of you.”














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