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Lexies's bare legs were crossed at the knee as she sat on the edge of the motel bed and carefully read the letter that Ted, the male college student, handed her. It was written by his friend David and contained the unique code word in the final paragraph. It was a code word that she assigned to every customer who referred another male to her. Ted was justifiably nervous. He had never had sex with a woman before, and Lexie was to teach him. At nineteen that was something he didn't want to admit.

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I started this a long time ago. I've finished it up and hope you enjoy it. It's a little different than my other work. You know you want me. You've been thinking about me ever since you saw me. I'm the cute young mother with gorgeous breasts you saw at the mall. I'm the fit looking soccer mom at the grocery store with the perfect ass.

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Have you ever wondered what your own cum tasted like? If you're like me, you have. Since I was a young man, I've been fascinated by it and wonder how it tasted. I would jerk off and tell myself that I was going to taste it. I couldn't wait to try it. The problem was that as soon as I came, I changed my mind.

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It had been quite a while since I'd heard from an old boy-hood friend of mine. When he called, I figured it was just one of those catch-up kind of phone calls. Boy was I wrong! "Danny boy!" he began. I grimaced over the phone. I hated it when anyone called me Danny. The name was Dan. "Yeah? What's up?" I responded keeping that edge of irritation out of my tone of voice. I didn't need to egg him on any more by letting him know that.

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The soft patter of rain that began to pelt against the roof grabbed my attention, and I paused, setting my fiery-red lipstick back on the wooden vanity below me. "Shit." I muttered to myself, disgruntled. The weather forecast hadn't called for rain earlier in the morning, so I'd decided on a costume with more involved makeup. I'd planned on arriving at the annual Crowley Halloween ball dressed as a sexy version of Harley Quinn, my favorite character.

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I've had many odd jobs before in my life but this was one of the oddest and best paying. I happened across it in the newspaper ads, "Wanted: twenty something brunette to do light cleaning every weekday afternoon, uniform provided." I called the number and the lady offered me twice what I was making during my regular 9-5 job, slaving over computer files. How hard could a little cleaning be and for so few hours? I was sold!

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The next day, Sam sat at his desk trying to work, but every time he shifted in his chair the feel of the silky red panties caressing him drew his mind toward other activities. He hadn't seen Melinda this morning yet. Maybe she wasn't here today, he thought with a shock. He almost groaned aloud. God, he hoped she was here. Sam continued working for another hour before closing up his files and folders to go to a meeting. He couldn't even remember what it was supposed to be about. "Oh geez!" He did however remember that the meeting was to be held in conference room B.

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As the only secretary at the legal firm where I work, my workload was constant and I usually got to finish work on time. That was until a month ago, when a new solicitor joined the company. My workload has increased to the point where I am constantly working back. It is not uncommon for me to finish work well after 5pm. I have even had a few post 10.00pm finishes.

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I want Daddy to sit in his chair, with the paper, reading. I want him to look up, and see me on my hands and knees, my tail butt-plug deep in my ass, brushing my thighs. A cute pair of ears on my head, and the collar and tag around my neck... and nothing else on. I settle at your feet, and rest my nose against your thigh.

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I was in Chicago for a couple of days of business meetings which usually also means a couple of days of extreme boredom in the meetings and being too tired to do much afterwards. Thankfully my company put me up in a nice hotel just across from the convention hall we were meeting in so after I'd finished for the day I figured I'd stop at the hotel bar for a beer or two before going back to my room. I was just leaving the hall when I heard a woman's voice call my name. I didn't recognize the voice and figured she must be calling to someone else when I felt a hand on my arm and the same voice said, "If you're not Dave I'm going to feel very silly".

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