November 2019

Featuring Lana Rhoades

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Hot Letters

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HOW TO PICK UP WOMEN

She knew me as Ethan, a campaign manager for a politician who had just won a senate seat. The girl was wholly enamored with the world of politics. I’d learned that much before we’d ordered our second drink at the lounge. And so I became exactly what Angela wanted me to be. In pretending to play a leading role in politics, I fulfilled her favorite fantasy, and now that we were back in my hotel room, she was fulfilling mine.

With slow passes of her tongue, Angela lapped at my nut sac. She was kneeling behind me, and she mouthed each ball individually, tugging with her full lips, before rimming my asshole and jabbing her taster in deep. Fuck! Angela was 20, maybe 21, a junior in college, but I’ll tell you what—her sex education was definitely complete.

I could feel her big titties rubbing against the back of my thighs. Now one hand came around, and her fingers played lightly over my shaft. My shooter was like granite. I looked over my shoulder to see the young, voluptuous blonde tongue-dicking my poop chute, and I thought to myself, Life is good.

Two years ago I was your basic traveling salesman, moving from town to town, accumulating more air miles in a week than most people do their whole lives. But sometimes I felt so damn lonely, I paid for outcall just to talk to women. Then one day I discovered a secret.

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