That’s right baby you walked right in on me fucking Angelo’s big fat dick! My panties pulled to the side right on our big bed, my small boobs bounced so well for you. You love having this tiny half Asian girl as your girlfriend don’t you. You honestly thought my small body would accommodate your tiny dick. You seem to have mis thought and hired a gardener with a big ass dick by mistake. I didn’t even take my eyes off yours as I moaned as he pumped me over and over. I told you that you could watch or get out. I loved when you started filming me and him fucking. I got wilder and climbed on top to give you great point of view shots as I took his cock deep in my pussy. I figured you would mind me fucking his big cock since you had been calling cuckold phone sex and fantasying about me and another for a while. Well, now you can watch as your Princess girlfriend gets fucked by a man who can really please me.
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Foot jobs, sex ect.
My obsession with footjobs and guys who love feet all began since I was little. I saw a porn with a girl giving a guy with a large fucking cock a sexy footjob. Ever since I have fantasized about talking to a man with the same fetish. All these years I would pretend I was getting my feet touched and massaged. Oils, and more oils over my soft small feet. In between my toes, and all over my heels. I would even imagine every time I was getting a pedicure that I could stroke his cock in the salon. With that being said I noticed one of the temps at my job was giving footjobs under the meeting table. They thought I hadn’t noticed. But, I had. I calmy peaked my head on them one day. The temp giving my boss sexual favors. “I want to join” softly. I told them about my little fetish turns out its the same as theirs. I ot undressed and let them take over. They lathered me down with oils and lotions. My feet covered their bodies, and mouths. I got to stroke and smile. This was so much better then what I imagined.
I’ll let you laugh
Small dick humiliation will not only bring you satisfaction but me as well. I miss my fairy faggot princess. He used to dress himself up. It started as just a simple you should have been a woman statement. He then from now then and there wanted to just come over and have me talk down to him. Humiliate his little dick and have me play dress up. if you call me I will make you feel so bad about having a small wines that you might as well just turn it inside out and make it a clit. I will tear you a new one and make you feel like the cheapest disgrace of a man! Let me compare cocks to your and laugh at you a bit. It will be so fun.
Seducing Mr. Peters
I’ve been spending weekdays after school as a office assistant. For the most part it’s easy and I look great in a cute pencil skirt and matching blazer. As you can imagine I get plenty of attention men feel the need to compliment every little thing I do, hoping for more than just a smile and thank you. It’s funny that they think I would waste efforts on bottom feeders, my eye is on the boss of them all, and last night I finally got my chance. Mr. Peters was staying late so he asked if any assistants would be willing to stay and help with some late night filing. I offered and found myself in his office just the two of us that night. I did my best to ease any load of his work, and found out little things about him. His wife called at one point just to nag him, which gave me the perfect opening. I have a eye at seeing when a man is not having his needs met and I could tell by the way he was talking she hadn’t been worth a damn to him in a long time. He hung up the phone, he was very tensed so I got behind him and massaged his shoulders. I told him to relax and not let her slow him down. This simple act had him spilling the beans about his sexless marriage and constant fights. “What you need is some release” I whispered in his ear as my hands moved down his chest. With that he surrendered to me, becoming putty in my gentle but capable hands.
Enjoying The Easy A
I sat in my micro economics class today prepared to be bored when my professor gave a lecture on the importance of paying attention. Most of his points where directed at me, I could tell due to his constant glance each time he used the phase “Some students” normally followed by “think they can coast by”. In his defense the last two time I sat here I played with my phone and didn’t bother to take notes. I have a boy on lock that took this course last year who has agreed to do my assignments and light tutoring on the highlights in exchange for some special attention. However I do not appreciate this man approach to his assumptions. No matter how true they are. I waited for everyone to leave until it was just me and him. I approached his desk and he looked up at me with a smug face as if he knew this would happen. “May I help you Piper?” he asked in a tone that seemed like he was teasing. I knew right then this would go in my favor. So I responded “I just wanted to say that this is just a course I have to take to fill up my requirements. My work will be done and even if I barely get good marks I will pass. So save your breath trying to make a example of me”. I started to turn and he grabbed my wrist pulling me into his lap. He continued to take my hand and rest it on the bulge in his pants. “I don’t expect someone as pretty as you to have to even work at all”. With that I had won, I couldn’t help but have a great big smile while he bent me over the his desk as he took what he wanted. The best part my Monday afternoons how just become a lot less tedious.
















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