I’m Brayden, a dirty nasty slut who can’t get enough of a big thick daddy cock. One night, I decided to hit the club, looking for my next conquest. I wore my tightest dress, showing off every curve and inch…
Anna Marie lived her life to please others, a sweet and obedient woman at her core. She craved praise and thrived in the presence of those who could offer it, as much as she ached under punishment from those who…
Soft, warm sand shifts beneath my weight as I saunter up the beach, hips swaying to music only I can hear. The sun glints off my caramel skin, glistening as the tropic breeze caresses me like a lover. Beads of…
Traci doesn’t just manage the swing shift—she dominates it. When a late-night meeting turns into a full-blown office kink confession, she takes control and gives her employee a taste of what it really means to work under her.
The night was humid and sweltering, the air heavy with an unnatural musk that made my skin prickle. At 8 months pregnant, I could barely waddle through the abandoned corn field, my swollen belly bumping against ripe ears of corn.…
I’m Brayden, a dirty nasty slut who can’t get enough of a big thick daddy cock. One night, I decided to hit the club, looking for my next conquest. I wore my tightest dress, showing off every curve and inch…
Anna Marie lived her life to please others, a sweet and obedient woman at her core. She craved praise and thrived in the presence of those who could offer it, as much as she ached under punishment from those who…
Soft, warm sand shifts beneath my weight as I saunter up the beach, hips swaying to music only I can hear. The sun glints off my caramel skin, glistening as the tropic breeze caresses me like a lover. Beads of…
Traci doesn’t just manage the swing shift—she dominates it. When a late-night meeting turns into a full-blown office kink confession, she takes control and gives her employee a taste of what it really means to work under her.
The night was humid and sweltering, the air heavy with an unnatural musk that made my skin prickle. At 8 months pregnant, I could barely waddle through the abandoned corn field, my swollen belly bumping against ripe ears of corn.…