Prove that I am female??? WTF
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Posted:Nov 24, 2017 9:48 am
Last Updated:Mar 26, 2018 5:21 pm
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So I don't like angry rants but I feel the need to go off... I had a guy message me ( as in he showed interest first). Now I know there are men that pretend to be female and so on and so forth, But I have been on Affairlook since 2008, I have pictures that show me from then till now.. ... anyways this guy asked for my kik account (which I don't even like to chat on anyways ) and then asked me to video chat to prove I am female. I refused. I was offended and now I'm upset. I will not video chat for anything. I am willing to meet to prove I am female I should not have to video chat with someone. I like I said HE messaged me.. One would thing a men pretending to be female would start the conversation.. or what ever they do...
I AM FEMALE and if you DOUBT that do not message me is that hard?... if you doubt someone don't bother with them!
grrrrr
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04.13.2017 Lost in You
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Posted:Apr 13, 2017 6:52 pm
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2017 6:53 pm
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First off sorry about the bad spelling....
I'm standing beside the far wall, and your sitting there looking at me from accross the room. I can feel the heat off your eyes but yet I don't move. I watch you stand up and walk towards me, hands out to your sides, I'm not afraid. I know you would never hurt me but the closer you get the more nervous I get. You stop just in front of me, close enough to feel your body warmth but not actually touch. I feel a flash of heat deep inside of me, and find myself lean back into the wall. There's a sofa beside me that's just inches from me. but I don't want to sit.
You reach over and grab my hand, slowly move it to your lips. there soft and I only feel them for a second. Slowly you pull my arm accross my chest and I find myself following- turning so I am facing away from you. Your arm is around me now and you have let go of my hand. I leave it reasted on the wall where you left it. I can feel your breath through my hair on my neck, like you lowered your face close in. Your free hand reaches up and over my head moving my hair to expose my neck. you push your body against mine i feel yor hard cock pressed against me, my brain only thinks on it for a shot moment before your lips touch my neck.
Your holding me close and your hand has moved from my hair down my arm to my waist. I feel your fingers slip under the band of my jeans. Your hand follows my jeans til you find the right angle to slip your hand in my jeans. . your still nippling my neck or maybe your kissing it, I cant tell but I am lost in it all. I come aware of two thng you are holding me close by my boob, fondling it, toucing it, teasing it. and your other hand is in my panties between my legs. strocking me ever so nicely. I move against you- with your movements.
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Dirty Little Thoughts
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Posted:Dec 9, 2015 2:16 pm
Last Updated:Jan 19, 2016 11:51 am
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Dirty Little Thoughts.
I'm tied up on the floor somewhere. I'm not blindfolded but there is poor lighting. There's rope around my arms holding them behind my back. There's rope on my legs that keep me kneeling on the floor but my legs open and my kitty free to explore. There is rope around my waist and hips and shoulders. My hair is free, I can feel it brush against the skin on my back . My breasts feel heavy and bare. He is crouched next to me, no shirt, blue jeans open. His fingers move in and out of my pussy, I wonder if it's dripping wet. I feel vanerable and exposed, wishing he'd touch more of me, fill more of me. He stands up, he's so tall. Before I can think or move his cock is in my mouth. His hand is on my face cupping it upward. It slides through my hair and cradles the back of my head. I can do nothing but except what I am given. He slides his cock in and ot of my mouth slowly, clenching my hair as he pulls out. I can do nothing but look up at him. He continues to slide his cock in and out of my mouth, trying not to quicken his speed...
''Mmm.. you like this,'' he hums. ''..Even if you hate this, you want it to happen.''
He stops with his cock all the way into my mouth. I feel his hand pull on the back of my head and his cock inch further. I gag, (I cant help it). I feel my eyes water.
''Yes hold it.''
But even as he says it, he pulls back and into a rhythm. Now he has both hand in my hair, holding me in place. He's looking up, but I know his eyes are closed. Every few strokes, he's thrusting deeper and holding for a sec. I struggle to stay relaxed, and I feel as if my pussy is dripping. He stops and pulls his cock out of my mouth. I feel it drag against my lips and a feeling of lost takes over.
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how would you finish?
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Posted:Jun 15, 2015 6:56 pm
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2016 2:07 pm
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"I've got a treat for you my dear." His voice is smooth and steady like a storm rolling in. "This is something new and i want you ready and eager"
She is dressed and waiting for him, how he has instructed her to. Short skirt ( with a g string), tight tub top ( no bra), stilettos shoes and 3 ring leather collar. Kneeling at the end of the sofa. Hands behind her back holding the heels of her shoes. Posture straight but relaxed. The only light is given off of the moon reflected from the water outside the big bay window. The moon is full and at its highest point in the sky. She shivers tho it is not cold.
" I will blind fold you tonight, what says you?" He asked staring down at her blocking the moon from her view.
" Only if it pleases you."
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cooking noodles
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Posted:Jun 6, 2015 10:10 am
Last Updated:Jul 30, 2015 9:29 am
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She didn't care about anything at this point, nothing mattered. The only thing she could focus on was the finger moving up and down her clit. It didnt matter how she had gotten herself in this position or that she was willing do anything, to stay in this state.
There she stood in the kitchen, cooking noodles over the stove. He stood close behind her, hot breath on her neck, tounge and lips tracing over the delicate skin. Right hand wraped around her and under her panties, and one finger rythmically stroking her clit. every so often he would slide that finger in and out of her dripping pussy and nibbles in the crease of her neck. All at the same time as grabing her breast with his left hand.
And like the world was put on pause, it all just stopped. Panting and trying to focus her wits, she realizes her noodles are cooked. Working around the hand in her panties, she drains the noodles and puts them aside. Again the finger starts stroking her clit. Slower then it was before, and a firm and pushes her shoulders forward. She cant help but move with his guidence. She finds herself pushing her ass into him. His hand moves down her back but never misses a twitch with his right hand.
She feels her pants yanked down behind her, and a hand slide across her cheeks and hips. Squeezing, kneeding and stroking . Then between her cheeks and under til she feels two finger slide inside her pussy. It feels even better matched with the finger on her clit. He works her with both hands know when to push and when to stroke, but stoping before letting her go over the edge.
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My Sub Wish (part 1)
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Posted:Jun 5, 2015 1:47 pm
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2015 4:07 pm
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There she was hands tied above her, pushed face first up against a wall. Wearing nothing but a white collard shirt. Its dark and the night is warm, but her nipples are still hard.
Her legs are nidged apart by his thigh and leg, as he slips a hand around to lift her shin. SHe knows to arch her back so her breasts are more pronounced and her ass is presented.
He leans down into the crevest of her neck and nips, ever so gently. His hand remains on her jaw and neck line, holding her in place, willing her not to move. His free hand cups her breast, gently squeeses as he rubs his thumb and forfinger accross her nipple. Sending tingles though the tissue, she feels herself become wet. Still keeping his tounge and teeth focused on the curves of her neck, his hand moves down from her breast over her stumic and resting on her hips at the top edge of her skirt. Gripping her hips, he pulls her into himself, she can feel his hard cock throb along her inner thigh. She cant help but let out a slight moan.
He smiles at the sound of this. "Good girl." he says in a low husky voice. He alouse his hand to slide flat down her hips under her skirt and to her inner thigh. Bridging the gap between her thighs, his hand holds her pussy. " This is how i like you, complient and eager for me..."
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im in need.. and good help is hard to find.
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Posted:Oct 27, 2013 4:04 pm
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2017 6:54 pm
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I find myself look at profile after profile.. and I come a cross those ones that just make me tingle... yet I cant close the deal, I get in my head... then at moment I wish there was one person right close by who can help, some times I just want o be held... but right now, I need to be dominated. Held down, played with, teased... I want to be a toy.. but by the time some one comes... the mood will have passed.. 
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