Bettie’s Dirty Little Fantasy

I spent my whole day cock-hungry and cum thirsty. Why when I miss you the most to I desire the most degrading things you can offer?
I’ve laid in bed all day, fingers dancing around the lips of my pussy, trying to remain a good girl, as oh, so much dampness settles in. Yet, every time [...]

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Bettie Misses Your Touch

Ooooh Mr. X, it’s been far too many weeks since my unworthy body has felt the absolute pleasure your fingers so powerfully yield. 
I miss waking up in the middle of the night to feel you lightly caressing my hardening nipples, your hand gripping my ass tighter and tighter as you impatiently try to get me [...]

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Bettie Likes Blow Jobs

Have I mentioned how very, very much I love sucking cock?
I’m sorry, I’ll be more specific, Mr X. I absolutely love sucking your cock. 
Given, I love your big beautiful cock in anyway I can get it. Dragged across my body, smashed against my face, crammed between my gigantess tits, fucking them mercilessly. And in my body. [...]

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Bettie’s Begging For It

Bettie’s still on orgasm lock down. 
My poor, poor pussy has been left abandoned for days. Wet. Swollen. Empty. I’ve been horny as fuck and with nothing to show for it or stick in it. The fact that I have a nasty habit of busting my vibrators doesn’t help either. 
Nor does my latest fantasy. 
It’s become a [...]

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Bettie’s Birthday Spankings

In nothing but his t-shirt and my lacy red panties, I leaned over the sink, washing out his dishes and humming happily. How I love taking care of my Mr. X. 
I smiled as I saw him walk through the living room, towards the kitchen, proud he could see me being his good little maid. 
He came [...]

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Bettie, Happily Yours For The Taking

Bettie’s been a away a long fucking time. 
Bad Bettie, bad. 
She’s been sick. There have been car accidents. There have been surgeries. There’s been more sickness. My dearest Mr. X has been understanding, sweet, and done his best to alieveate my sadness with copious amount of orgasms. He’s also let me slide on my assignments a [...]

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Bettie Loves Your Cum

I love cum. 
I love swallowing cum. I love the way it fills my mouth, how it slides down my throat. Mr. X’s cum has this amazingly mild taste – bitter but not caustic, enough to put me in my place without hurting me. 
I love when Mr. X comes inside me. The idea of being deposited [...]

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Bettie, Covered in You

I have been so horny lately. 
I’ve been completely swollen clit, pussy drenched in my own wetness, hardly can keep my hands out of my panties horny. I’ve been obsessively shopping for red lace up corsets on-line horny. I’ve been spending every free moment thinking about being face fucked by you – me kneeling between your legs, [...]

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Bettie Wants You to Put It in Her

I admit it. I have a fetish.
I can hear Mr. X laughing from here. You, a fetishist? Go on. 
But no darling, not the ones you already know and understand. You’ve already explored and exploited my desire to be spanked, to submit, to spend hours sucking your cock, to be your little slut, your maid, your [...]

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Bettie Wants to be Forced

I want to be forced. 
Mr. X laughs at me over this. 
Like anyone would have to force you, he chuckles, brushing strands of hair away from my face. He’s so good at confounding me – being absolutely sweet when I so badly want to be pushed down and fucked until friction melts the criss-cross pattern of [...]

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