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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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Mmmmm, ever had a orgasm that’s kept you up for hours? 
I know tomorrow morning Mr. X will be sorry to hear our earth shattering phone fuck session kept me awake until the wee hours of the morning, but the truth is, when something is that intense, I can’t stop thinking about it. My pussy has just [...]

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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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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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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’s been a busy girl. Between jet setting between various second tier airports and an unexpected tumble down a flight of stairs, the time that I usually spend daydreaming about my Mr. X has been taken up with far less savory, slightly more practical activities. 
Lucky little girl I am, though, the main reason I haven’t [...]

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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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There are times when Bettie needs tough love. Thank goodness Mr. X knows just how to give it to her…..
All has not been well in Bettie land. From work to play, I’ve been dragging. And moping. And whining. Such gloomy moods have not been lost on Mr. X, who I am embarrassed to say, has been [...]

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