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How I Became His Office Fucktoy
Until this job ended last year, every day at my lunch break I would service one of my many Daddies in his office in the building where I worked. He'd always slip me a few bucks, a $20 or even $50 afterwards, not as a payment for sex, but as a "tip" "for all the hard work you do here," he says. I wor... Read full Story
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THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: QUEEN OF THE ROAD
Miss K drove the car through the Midwestern countryside, enjoying the early spring breeze that leaked through the SUV's window as it blew through her platinum blonde hair. Her tits were held up by the tight, white, midriff-baring top she wore that stopped just below the lower curve of her tits... Read full Story
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Marilyn's Family Reunion
The warm humid September air blew through the windows of the speeding silver Nissan Pathfinder as it cruised along the Belt Parkway. With the Marshall Mathers LP blaring out the stereo, Sharilynn whipped her SUV along as the wind whipped her ponytail and her plain white t-shirt. As little Mai lay sl... Read full Story
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A Perfect Cuckoldress Wife
My wife rose slowly, before lowering herself down his length again. Her head tipped back, she squeezed her breasts, playfully teasing her own nipples. Her eyes opened, lustfully admiring the chiseled ebony body of her lover. Balanced skillfully on her stockinged toes, she began picking up the tempo ... Read full Story
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Lady Denisa's Gang Banged
The young black youth aged eighteen was lying on the bed while I mounted him for the third time that day. I used his cock and muscular body shamefully to bring myself off with no thought for his pleasure. Kenny was my toy boy, an aircraftsman from the base my husband commanded when he wasn't away on... Read full Story
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Transsexual Heaven
I grew up in a small town, about an hour north of New York City. I had spent lots of time with Playboy and Penthouse magazine, but was not really active sexually through my teens or college years. I mean, I had steady girlfriends, and had sex, but I wasn't a Casanova type, chasing a different wo... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 6
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... Read full Story