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Part 2 – Beatriz’s Bargain
Beatriz leaned forward, her blouse tightening across her chest, accentuating the swell of her breasts. “Well, I’m here to see if you’re getting everything you need.” The innuendo seemed so blatant it couldn’t be accidental, but Natalie’s eyes were still drawn to Beatriz chest and that musky, caramel and vanilla scent had drifted across the…
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Sinful Awakenings
Her dull, conservative husband had barely left the house when Kitty removed the flexible retainers from each nipple and replace them with her nipple bars. Minutes after that, she had her dildo in hand as she scrolled through her favorite sites. It had started with just a little curiosity about all the family destroying filth…
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Part 1:The Scent of Temptation
Natalie rubbed her tired eyes and gazed at the screen with a mix of desperation and hope, longing for the numbers to finally add up. Her mind raced with calculations, struggling to keep pace with the intricate spreadsheet and its ever-changing variables. Hours of intense focus had left her mentally drained, her brain feeling overwhelmed…
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Servant of Her Silken Thighs
“This is a much better use for your tongue, don’t you think, Kathy?” Theresa mocked, her fingers clawed into Kathy’s scalp, yanking her head back temporarily so she could look at into the eyes of the prize between her legs. “No more snide remarks about my lifestyle or abilities, just lick, lick, lick. Better hurry,…
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Her New Toy
Mia wondered if Daisy was regretting her girls night out yet. That wild celebration of her friend getting married probably hadn’t ended quite the way she expected. Blindfolded, gagged and bound, every muscle in her body begging for Mia to let her cum. It had been so easy to separate Daisy, or whatever her name…
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A Pussy Girl’s Role Is To Pleasure
The air was thick and hot in the well appointed bedroom, and the space filled with the sharp tang of sweat mixed with the cloying sweetness of arousal, accompanied by moans and the rustle of silk sheets. A large dildo rested on the bedside table, a silent promise of things to come. “Mmmm Babe, this…
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A Straight Girl Wouldn’t Want Her Pussy Licked
What was that, a whimper? Cum?? Oh no, I’m not going to let you cum. You’re straight, remember, and you’d never dream of cheating on your boyfriend like that. Such a betrayal, it is unthinkable, isn’t it?