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Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazi Read More...
Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that so Read More...
Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that so Read More...
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As I said, my name is Vanessa. I am a 22-year-old Hairdresser, long, almost Blond hair, 5 foot 1 inch tall, with a 34A-24-35, 95 pound figure. I’m not a stunner to look at, just your average young woman. I’ve never had a great deal of luck with men, and have been on my own Read More...
Trucker’s Broadcast, by Fyre
I met this woman, Sidney, last Fall. She moved into my life with an urgency that was a little frightening at first, but as we eased into the relationship, I grew more and more attached to the idea of keeping her around. She moved into my apartment a week after we started seeing each other. She’s the first woman I’ve ever met who’s as enthusiasti... Read More...
The tempo of the music changes and i’m rubbing you faster. The crowd is pushing us closer together as i turn to move my butt into your cr Read More...
I'm in a short skirt, your hands are on my waist as we sway to the music. My ass is rubbing your crotch and I can feel you getting hard.
Your hand starts to explore. My head leans back on your shoulder, arching my back.
I turn to face you, one arm wraps around my waist drawing me in Read More...
Most recently, when I was on a rapid to work, I noticed a girl eyeing me. Now, I consider myself to be attractive although some people might disagree. I'm African-American, but I'm light-skinned. More like high-yellow. I stand at 5'11, with dark brown eyes, and slightly ripped abs. I'm no arebesque, but I've got a tight little six pack t
... Read More...Why we stayed together, I couldn’t say. Perhaps we tried to hold on to the goo Read More...
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After lunch I strolled into my 5th hour class. It was a Monday, but as far as Mondays go, it wasn't terrible. I had managed to stay awake during my first hour class for a change, skipped 2nd and 3rd hour for a much needed nap and then left 4th hour early for a long lunch. Unfortunately, it was going to be much more difficult to enjoy my afternoon as I knew that
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