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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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You know how it works say your in and someone will pm you a question which you can only answer in here but dont name who sent the question
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By *reya73Woman
over a year ago
Whitley Bay |
Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song. "
I'm simultaneously hard and scared now....  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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The rules are simple
five strangers walk in blindfolded and need to feel around for the naked banana.
Whoever finds this can remove their blindfold and his chosen two others can stay and have the chosen desires met whilst the remaining two have to stand outside and bark like a dog |
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"Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song. "
Wow the girl from Whitley Bay means business. Amazing answer!
Now added to our watch list, though I feel it will be lacking now! xx |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song.
I'm simultaneously hard and scared now.... "
What the hell was the Q  |
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By *reya73Woman
over a year ago
Whitley Bay |
"Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song.
I'm simultaneously hard and scared now.... "
Haha .. well a single mothers imagination, when she is stuck in with the kids is probably the best and worst. Be scared .. and very aroused  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Oh I don’t really do costumes, my imagination isn’t great. I’ll say I’d go as Super Lucie, with an L on my chest and a small pair of knickers... oh and thigh boots  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song.
I'm simultaneously hard and scared now....
Haha .. well a single mothers imagination, when she is stuck in with the kids is probably the best and worst. Be scared .. and very aroused "
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By *reya73Woman
over a year ago
Whitley Bay |
"Oo id like a nice violent scene..Coen Brothers movie, Buster Scruggs. With the murderous singing cowboy...
Im singing to the bar in my bust lifting corset, leaning up against the piano in the saloon. The Murderous cowboy comes in and walks straight over and cooly slides his hand round my throat. He lifts my skirt revealing my stockings and silky thighs. He grins as he rests his gun against my lacey panties (cut to close up) tracing the v line of them and nudging at my clit.
I freeze, he unzips his pants and takes out his ample cowboy cock ( the whole bar gasps!). I also take in a deep breath, trying not to show the hint of kinky arousal at his outright licentiousness. Quickly thinking, I bend slightly towards his groin, grinding smoothly on his hardness. luring him in. Letting him think he can have me this way (part of me wants it too, i have to say).
But, a sometimes woman has to make a stand.
As a bead of his aroused sweat drips down onto my peachy lace clad ass, I reach under the piano chair, pull out a silver revolver and swing round to face him.
I mean in close and say ..
'Shame you didn't just ask...I woulda ridden that cowboy cock sweetly till you were begging for mercy'
The last words he hears are 'Nice try cowboy'
KAPOW!!!!!
I brush off a splash of blood from my panties, pull my skirt down and simply resume my song.
Wow the girl from Whitley Bay means business. Amazing answer!
Now added to our watch list, though I feel it will be lacking now! xx"
It was a VERY good question, how could I not rise xxx |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Ooooh clever....! I don't know if that's allowed in the game rules, but fuck it I'll be a rule breaker for you my love 
"what crime would you be most likely to be sent to prison for?" |
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By (user no longer on site)
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A few drinks in a nice classy hotel bar with lots of flirting ... me wearing a slim fitting black dress with no underwear, leaning over to whisper in his ear that I have no knickers on. Sliding my hand under the table discreetly to feel him start to get hard. Continue flirting until the sexual tension is unbearable for us both, allow him to take me assertively by the hand and lead me up to his room, anticipation building all the while. Get behind the door, and pull at each other’s clothes with an animal urgency... whisper in his ear that I’ve been a naughty girl and I need him to discipline me and fuck me hard.......... fuck me, that was hotter than I intended when I started  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Haha Jesus what a choice. You do know I’m a bust full time working mum right? BJ daily I’ll go with, but it would just be a quick one fitted in around house chores. In fact, it might even be at the same time as chores on some days.....  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Haha Jesus what a choice. You do know I’m a bust full time working mum right? BJ daily I’ll go with, but it would just be a quick one fitted in around house chores. In fact, it might even be at the same time as chores on some days..... "
*busy, not bust!!!  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Souls errand by Sir Walter Raleigh
Tell men of high condition,
That rule affairs of state,
Their purpose is ambition;
Their practice only hate:
And if they do reply,
Then give them all the lie.
Tell those that brave it most
They beg for more by spending,
Who in their greatest cost
Seek nothing but commending:
And if they make reply,
Spare not to give the lie.
Tell Zeal it lacks devotion;
Tell Love it is but lust;
Tell Time it is but motion;
Tell Flesh it is but dust:
And wish them not reply,
For thou must give the lie.
Tell Age it daily wasteth;
Tell Honor how it alters;
Tell Beauty that it blasteth;
Tell Favor that she falters:
And as they do reply,
Give every one the lie. |
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By *reya73Woman
over a year ago
Whitley Bay |
"Souls errand by Sir Walter Raleigh
Tell men of high condition,
That rule affairs of state,
Their purpose is ambition;
Their practice only hate:
And if they do reply,
Then give them all the lie.
Tell those that brave it most
They beg for more by spending,
Who in their greatest cost
Seek nothing but commending:
And if they make reply,
Spare not to give the lie.
Tell Zeal it lacks devotion;
Tell Love it is but lust;
Tell Time it is but motion;
Tell Flesh it is but dust:
And wish them not reply,
For thou must give the lie.
Tell Age it daily wasteth;
Tell Honor how it alters;
Tell Beauty that it blasteth;
Tell Favor that she falters:
And as they do reply,
Give every one the lie."
xx nice, apparently written on the day he was executed .. that stuck from my English teacher at school
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