Dave has been a Master Dom/Daddy for years and man he sure knows how to make a bitch quiver and scream. He is a Sexy babe and knows exactly how to tie me upside down while he vibrates my clit and fuck hole raw. After an hour with him I couldn’t walk for a week; my body felt weak and my pussy felt like it was swollen shut. This escapade is exactly what my body was craving; he is absolutely going to be my go to pervert daddy. Oh, he also blew the fattest load down my slut throat; I choked on it and almost couldn’t even swallow it all!
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The Kept Woman: A Depraved Confession
Hello, you twisted scumbags! Guess who’s back with more twisted tales of depravity? That’s right, you’re in for a real treat—or should I say, submission?
Being a kept hottie has its perks, you know. While your wife’s at home, an old hag drooping like a sad saddle, I’m getting spoilt rotten. Cash in hand, feet getting kissed, and all because I’ve got the goods—big, perky tits that would make a pornstar jealous.
But let’s talk about your kinks, shall we? That ass fetish of yours is a real doozy. As my foot gets a kiss, your tongue works its magic upward—a pilgrimage toward my sacred snatch. You drool over my aromas, you perverted bastard, lapping me like a lollipop. The image of you kissing your missus with my juices on your face makes me drip even more.
But I’ve got a trick up my sleeve, haven’t I? A little ass action, a flick of the tongue on my booty holes, and your cock’s about to explode. Oh, and don’t forget the jerks—you love that, don’t ya?
Once your balls are aching, there’s only one solution—my tits! You get your fix, fucking them like they’re your very own plaything. And as your cock pulsates, spraying my cleavage with your man essence, I know you’re putty in my hands.
But the best part? When you lick me clean, you perverted puppy. That’s right, I own you, body and soul. And your wife? She’s just an afterthought, a milquetoast in the shadows.
This is what you live for, isn’t it?
Stay slutty, you hornballs!
Foot Fetish Whore: When Feet Meet Dick
Feet and dicks—a match made in heaven, or rather, hell. And you, my dear friend, have a foot fetish to rival them all. Lucky for you, I’ve got just what you crave.My feet are works of art, and you’re the connoisseur.
I grind against your crotch, but the real treat’s the foot action. My feet, your biggest weakness. I slide ’em up and down your thick cock, a tease that’ll send shivers down your spine. And the best part? When I really start working up a sweat, leveraged forward, our chests glued together.
With each thrust, my foot presses down harder on your shaft, an added bonus to this wild, sensuous ride. The friction, the heat—it’s a recipe for disaster, in the best way possible. And when the moment’s right, I’ll surprise you with a toe-sucking extravaganza, my foot working its magic on your throbbing member.
The delicious sounds of slurping and swelling dicks will fill the air, a symphony of sexual tension. And when we’re both ripe for the picking, I’ll take things up a notch. A real foot fetishist’s treat—my mouth on my toes, my foot pumping your cock.
There’s no going back now. The thrill of it all will push us over the edge. Cum meets foot—a sticky, satisfying conclusion.
A foot-fetishist’s dream come true.
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Cock Devotion: A Cum Junkie’s Manifesto
I’m a certified cum junkie, and I’m proud of it! My mission in life is to milk your cock dry and get every last drop of that precious, sticky cum. It’s like a delicious treat, a creamy reward for my efforts.
The thought of a warm, gooey load sliding down my throat sends shivers down my spine. It’s like an addictive drug, and I need my daily fix. I salivate at the mention of it, my pussy dripping in anticipation.
I’ve honed my cock worshipping skills to an art form. My tongue will lap and lubricate every inch, ensuring not a single drop of pre-cum is wasted. I’ll swirl and slurp around the head, savoring the texture and taste, before taking it balls deep in my mouth.
Yes, I’m a professional at deep throating, too. I welcome the challenge of a nice, thick rod going down my throat. I want to feel the strain of a cock so deep it touches my soul. And the balls? Oh, baby, they’re not off limits.
I’ll caress and fondle them, blow hot air over them, ensuring they’re nice and engorged. I’m in it for the full package, you might say.
And when you’re ready to grant me my fix, I want you to empty your balls into my waiting mouth. But that’s not enough—I crave more! I want that warm cum inside me, filling my cunt and stretching my asshole. Imagine the sensation of a cum-filled snatch and a dripping, messy shithole. Heavenly!
I’m a sucker for big, juicy mushrooms too—the kind that make me drool. I’ll twirl that meaty head around like a lollipop, savoring every bump and ridge.
But here’s the cherry on top: I want you to fuck my face. Take me by the hair and force that big cock down my throat. Choke me with it—yeah, that’s the stuff!
And when you’re spent, blast your load all over my face and tits. Cover me in that warm, sticky cum. Let me rub it in and play with my nipples, feeling like a dirty, cum-drenched mess.
Chad’s Special Delivery
I’d been eyeing up my coke dealer, Chad, for a while. He was a real piece of stubble-faced muscle, and I wanted him to give me a special kind of high.
I invited him in, and he knew exactly what I was offering. He smirked, called me a “naughty girl,” and went straight for the kill.
Chad tossed me onto the bed and started feasting on my freshly shaved pussy. His tongue worked wonders, and I couldn’t help but squirm and moan.But I wanted more. I craved his cock like a drug, and I begged him to give it to me. Chad obliged, pushing my legs apart and sinking his thick rod into my sopping cunt.
He pounded me hard, calling me his “little cum junkie.” I loved every degrading second of it. The way he used me—like a hole made for his pleasure alone—sent shivers down my spine.My body quaked as I came, soaking the bed with my juices. Chad kept pounding, determined to give me the biggest high of my life.And damn, did he succeed! I squirted like a fountain, leaving a puddle of shame and sheer pleasure on the sheets. Chad grunted, his own release finding its way deep inside me.
We collapsed, spent, yet I felt incredibly alive. Chad’s special delivery had just made me his permanent customer.
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The Corporate Cock Sucker: My Office Tale
Some might call me a corporate slave, but I’m the one in control. See, I’ve got a talent, a very special skill that keeps me afloat in the world of suits and briefs. I’m the queen of cocksucking, and my boss is my greatest fan.
Wearing the pants in this power dynamic doesn’t phase me. In fact, I CRAVE it. There’s something about being on my knees, looking up at my boss—a god in his expensive suit—while I pleasured him. Oh, yes, the power play is real.
I’ve mastered the art of sliding his thick prick down my throat. The way he groans, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy, is music to my ears. And when he comes, spraying his load in my mouth, he calls me a ‘hot sexy woman’—the irony doesn’t escape me.
He’s a misogynist, no doubt, but his wallet’s fat, and his cum’s delicious. So, I play the part of the submissive office whore, keeping my mouth shut and my eyes down—except when I’m looking up at him adoringly, that is.
It’s a game, a dance, and I’m the leading lady. Each time I crawl under that desk, I leave a little bit of my dignity behind. But hey, it’s worth it. Getting drenched in his cum and hearing those filthy compliments keeps me going.
This corporate cock sucker’s got her priorities straight. And as long as she’s getting what she wants, the world can keep spinning.