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Slaves Unlimited

Sarah held the phone in her left hand with an amused look upon her face as her right hand trailed along the side of the carved wooden armchair in an almost playful manner. Listening intently, she turned in her seat, and as she did so, the sun spilled through the window behind her, and glinted against her long dirty blonde hair as it swept across her forehead. She smiled coyly pushing her hair aside and continued to listen to the person on the other end of the line, she reached forward catching a stray lock between her fingertips, slowly twirling it between them, and a wicked smile appeared upon her face as she continued to listen to the phone. She actually snorted, then laughed, it was almost loud enough for the other person to overhear she realized, then friskily replied,” I know what you mean by saying that Jess! I used mine over three times yesterday, and that was right after delivery! Moreover, I can’t help but honestly say that I couldn’t get enough! It was so fucking unbelievable.” She listened tentatively before answering…, “NO! Really! No way!” her head cocked and a deep dimple appeared on her cheek as she grinned,” Yeah sure. That sounds fun…O.K! See you then!” Hanging up the phone Sarah walked to her master bedroom, her hips swaying as she walked along, and a grin slowly started to appear upon her face as she decided what to wear for the night’s festivities. As she moved along her hand snaked down her front almost of its own volition to her dampening pussy and she ...

... smiled, as her steps slowly took her across the living room, she checked herself out in the wall-to-wall mirrors adorning both walls. She really couldn’t help but adore herself, even though she was a heavier girl, what was referred to as a plumper, she still had awesome curves. She had a full-bubbled ass that many men had commented on before, and as her gaze moved upwards, she could only smile as her D cup tits bounced along with each step, only making her love herself even more. As Sarah moved through the house her thoughts dreamily shifted, she hoped that the club would be hopping with guys later on tonight, after she met with Jess of course. Maybe she would be lucky enough to even find one who might go back to a hotel room with her for the night for some blow, a good time, and an easy fuck, and then she frowned. She remembered her last attempt at bringing a guy to a hotel room for the night, the little fuck had said she was disgusting, and nasty looking, and that he would sooner fuck a pig. She remembered having to go to the ladies room to cry that night, it had hurt to be spoken to in that way, even now, with all of her money and possessions, a lot of men had still turned her down. Sure, most guys would give in if she plied them with enough booze and alcohol, weed, or other assorted drugs. But a lot would refuse saying that she was homely, chunky, or a,” Butter Face“, the list went on and on. She knew she was not what most men referred to as attractive, she was not a model ...