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Control is something I thrive on. Having the power over you comes naturally for me, and I learned from a young age just how my gorgeous body can help me obtain more power and more control. I am not shy about getting what I want, and have been known to take exactly what I wanted. So if your cock is what I want, then beware . . . it is just what I shall have! I will make your cock mine, have no doubt about that.
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I’m a real Sensuous MILF Fucktress with needs! This cooler weather makes me so horny. I need a man with a big hard cock to make me hotter. One cock seems to only make me want more and more cock. It’s a vicious circle of wet, needy pussy. I know you want to cum, help me out baby. My pussy is so wet and tingly waiting for your call. Just think of this juicy, wet pussy all just for you. Sit back in your chair, take your hard cock in your hand and call me right now, baby! 
Want to fuck yourself up the ass hands free? Well all is not lost this freaky chick knows just what you need. Here we go now; so pay close attention; wouldn’t want any of you morons to miss any of the important details. First off you will need a mattress, a broom, “not the metal kind, the old wooden kind with a rounded end”, lube for the hole of course, last but not least, set a side enough time for playing with your funhole. Now take your broom and your lube into your bedroom, put the broom with the handle sticking out, do I need to point out to you morons just leave about 6 inches sticking out, between the mattress and the box spring. Now lube up your ass, bend over, and back slowly onto the broom handle. Is it in yet? Waiting…… Alright; you know the drill, back and fourth we go, that’s a good little bitch, keep on pumping it, are you feeling that wonderful feeling building up in your pucker hole yet? That’s right; faster, oooh almost there, one more, there we go. Was that as good for you as it was for me? How you may ask was it good for me? Well fuck that’s easy; just picturing one of you sad losers, bent over, fucking yourself with a broom handle gave me the best damn laugh I’ve had in days. Here, here to the joys of broom fucking and to all the sad losers that feel compelled to take it up the ass.
So handsome, tell me…What are you going to say to your friends when they find one of my long blond hairs on your shirt? Or when they ask why your fingers smell like pussy.
What are you going to tell your wife when she asks what those scratches are on your back? How are you going to explain to your girlfriend what my lipstick is doing on your cock?
What is your excuse for being late to work? Or why you are home so late? When the boss asks who you are talking to what will you say? Why is your shirt misbuttoned and your hair messed up?
How are you going to explain the trashy lingerie purchase or the sleazy motel receipt? What do you say when you are at dinner and you find my panties in your pocket?
What are you going to do when I show up with no panties, a smile, and come fuck me pumps and you’re expected to be somewhere else?
How are you going to explain away calling out my name when you cum with her?
If I were you I’d start thinking about your excuses now.
I just started a yoga class. I’ve never done yoga before but I heard the benefits from it are great. First of all it’s an ancient and modern way to sculpt your body. You can take it as far as you want to — either keeping tone or to build muscles. I, personally, do not like the look of a big muscle women. It just looks gross to me since I feel women are supposed to be soft and feminine.
When it comes to exercise I don’t try to kill myself, I try to keep it simple so that’s why I tried Yoga. Another great benefit of yoga is the flexibility. I can get into positions that non-yoga people can’t. Do you get my meaning? In the past 2 weeks I’ve noticed my body bending in ways I never knew it could. My sex life has been amazing all because of yoga!
I love when my butt sniffer perv calls me. He likes when I bend over and back my ass up right on to his face. He loves that view of my pink little asshole staring right at him. He can’t get enough of my butt smell. It’s so intoxicating to him. He can’t stop thinking about putting his pervy nose into my butt and smelling the pretty aroma! He loves to lick it and taste my sweet ass juices! Sometimes when he’s a good boy, I allow him to stick his cock deep inside my ass. I usually reward him by sucking his cock after it’s been in my dirty little brown butthole. He knows he a total butt pervert and he will be addicted to my butt for life!
Teen Delaney
Before I married my Ex, we flew down for a weekend at their house in the Hamptons. It was my second time meeting his parents, and I had known from the beginning that I excited his father to the point of stuttering! I was tired from the flight this time, and decided to rest on the sofa while my fiancee went with his mother to the store to get provisions. This left my soon to be father-in-law and myself alone in the house. He was bustling about in the kitchen as I pretended to nap.”Lisa, do you want anything while I’m out here?’ I didn’t answer. In less than a minute I again felt him sit next to me on the sofa. “Are you sleeping?” he asked. I didn’t say anything. I awaited his touch and was not disappointed. His fingers again started at my ankles and moved northward. I braved it enough to peek out my closed eyelids and could see his eyes locked onto my legs as his hands moved up them. He moved faster this time and soon was at my shorts again. His fingers slipped under them and moved slowly up my soft flesh towards the junction between my legs. His fingers moved forward until they touched my thongs. They tried to move under them but they were too tight. He wasn’t going to get to my wet pussy from the bottoms of my thong. He realized his only chance to touch my pussy was from the top of the thongs. I was disappointed when his fingers moved down and out of my shorts. I thought he had lost his nerve until his body moved off the sofa and was next to me on the floor. “Still sleeping?” he again asked. I didn’t answer.
My body waited in anticipation guessing where he would touch next. Finally I felt him lightly touch my stomach just under my breasts. I again peeked out to see my hard nipples sticking up under the shirt. They were signaling him for attention.
His hand stayed there for a while and I felt it brush against the bottoms of my breast. Pretty soon the thumb moved up and moved gently across my breast. The thumb was followed by his finger, which moved upward until it touched my hard nipple. I almost moaned but was able to hold it back. He moved his finger and thumb around my nipple and slowly moved them up and down like he was masturbating my nipple. I have never been so hot and he hadn’t even touched my pussy yet.
His whole hand moved upward until it was hovering over my breast. Then he slowly lowered it until he was cupping my mound. My hard nipple poked upward into his palm. I was wishing I wasn’t wearing any clothing. I again tried to hold back a moan but it weakly came out. His hand froze on my breast and waited to see if I was waking up. I didn’t move.
He was now anxious to move to my pussy before I awoke. His hand moved off my breast and then down over my stomach to the top of my shorts. My stomach was lightly shaking as his fingertips moved past my navel and under the waistband. He moved slowly but with purpose as his fingers moved lower towards my thongs.
I trim my pubic hair into a narrow strip, which he soon found. His fingers lightly touched my pubic hair, which is a very fine blonde cluster, located above my slit. His hand moved under my thong following my pubic hair to my wet pussy. His huge fingertip moved down and into my damp opening. I don’t think he noticed as I slowly open my legs wider. His finger moved down and over my hard clit. I again moaned but kept my eyes tightly closed. He must have figured I was dreaming as his fingers continued their journey over my clit and into my wet pussy channel. I waited for him to move it inside but the finger moved over the opening and down to the end.
My pussy was dripping wet, as was his finger. I thought he would move it back up but he continued down until he was touching my rear opening. No one had ever touched me there not even Matt. I was worried he was going to put his finger inside but he just touched around the opening. I wanted his fingers inside of my pussy.
His fingers finally moved back into my pussy and again found my hard nub when the telephone rang. Mr. Robinson had his hand out of my shorts so fast and he was to the phone before I had a chance to pretend to wake up. “Hello” he said. “No, I’m not interested in land in Florida” he said slamming down the phone.
To this day….he still thinks I was sleeping.
Halloween can be a great holiday; candy, being able to wear my 4-inch glitter pumps I bought for some occasion that could only be Halloween, weird-colored drinks that taste like an explosion of sugar…I could go on. Halloween is just badass, if you ask me! All my callers know this is one of my favorite seasons and a good reason to wear practically nothing with my huge tits busting out! Every year I have some funny story to share that happened Halloween night. I wonder what kind of trouble I will get into this year, there’s no tellin!
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I like rugged men, the kind that look good in blue jeans and a tee shirt. A little bit of stubble from not shaving is good. But then again I also like the look of a man in a suit … you know dressed completely proper and freshly shaven. I like men who wear cologne, but I also get wet from a man drenched in sweat. I like guys with long hair you know very rebellious and naughty. But I also like the clean cut neat style on some guys. Blondes are hot but; tall, dark, and handsome are damn tasty too. I notice different things on different men, for some it’s their eyes, and on others it is a nice tight ass. I like a man’s hands … total turn on and maybe I am weird but just little silly things like that I notice. My imagination is pretty rich I suppose, and I am a people watcher so I notice the details and my mind starts creating. I can weave whole tapestries of lust in my mind by just seeing a man I like.
Tell the truth. When the scraps of your dreams slip away and your cock wakes up before you do, you wish there was a warm and soft hand bringing you to your senses, instead of your own calloused palm, right?
Your whole life, since that first Morning Wood . . . you lie in bed and try to pull back those nasty thoughts that got your meat throbbing. You push back the inbred guilt and toss one off, just to get your mind off of it.
Even when you are out of town on business, you pound it quick and quiet, dumping your load into a discarded sock, or blown into last night’s room service tray . . . grunting low, because you know the hotel walls are thin, and your voice carries.
It can be a frustrating cycle, jerking every morning and itching for more by lunch. Don’t despair babe, there’s a woman who can start your day off just right!
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