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Spoiled daddy’s girl who used to the finer things. Give me luxury and I’ll give you squirts of lust.

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Under my flirty little smirk lies a mean little bitch who wants to watch you obey!

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  • 🤫strings Attached 🤫

    Strings Attached

    By Brea Lynn

    Brea Lynn, sultry and dangerous in a pencil skirt, smirking in the glow of an office lamp.

    Blackmail

    The air in Richard’s spacious office crackled with tension as Brea stormed in, slamming the door behind her. Her eyes blazed with a ferocious light, her full lips pursed into a petulant pout. She looked every inch the spoiled brat out for revenge.

    “Richard, darling,” she cooed, her voice dripping with false sweetness, “I hope you’ve enjoyed our little secret.” She sauntered closer, her hips swaying seductively in her tight pencil skirt. “But now it’s time to pay up, don’t you think?”

    Richard’s eyes widened as he took in Brea’s threatening demeanor. He knew exactly what she was talking about — the compromising video they’d made together in a moment of madness. His heart raced at the thought of his wife discovering his infidelity.

    “What do you want, Brea?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

    “Oh, I think you already know,” she purred, leaning in close until her breath tickled his ear. “You’re going to fuck me right here, right now. And not just any way, either. I want you to take me hard and deep, like the dirty pervert you are.”

    Richard swallowed hard, his mind reeling. Part of him wanted to resist, to assert his dominance and show Brea who was really in charge. But the fear of exposure, of losing everything, overpowered his rational thoughts.

    “Alright, Brea,” he conceded, his voice barely above a whisper. “Whatever you say.”

    In a flash, Brea spun around, yanking her skirt up to reveal a lacy white thong. “Then get to it, pig,” she taunted, wiggling her ass invitingly. “And don’t you dare make me wait.”

    Richard’s gaze lingered on Brea’s exposed rear, his body trembling. With a shaky hand, he unzipped his fly and stepped forward, tension breaking like a storm.

    Brea let out a gasp of pleasure, her hips bucking back to meet his relentless pace. “Fuck yes, Richard,” she moaned, her nails digging into the armrest. “Give it to me hard, just like the asshole you are!”

    As the office filled with the rhythm of their bodies, the air was thick with heat, the creak of furniture, and the sound of her satisfaction. It was chaos and lust — and she owned every second of it.

    When Richard finally climaxed, trembling and undone, Brea ground back against him, milking every last drop. As they both rode out the aftershocks, Richard knew his life would never be the same. Brea had him by the balls, and he was at her mercy — at least, for now.

  • Brea’s Anal Play Joy

    Brea’s Anal Play Joy

    Anal play was Brea’s go-to relaxation technique after a taxing day of college classes. Sitting cross-legged on the couch, the beautiful, fit student with sun-kissed skin and dirty-blonde hair let out a contented sigh as she slipped off her jeans and underwear. Her medium-sized breasts bounced slightly as she leaned back against the cushions, a bratty grin spreading across her face.

    Brea Lynn, fit college coed with dirty-blonde hair, glowing softly in warm light after class.

    She reached for the lube and toy nestled on the coffee table, her fingers deftly opening the package. A soft moan escaped her lips as the cool, slick substance coated her fingers. Brea had already cleaned up after dinner, so her bare, smooth bottom was ready for attention.

    Positioning the anal plug on its end, she squeezed a generous dollop of lube onto its base. Her touch was confident, practiced, as she slowly, gently worked the toy into her rear entrance. Brea’s back arched as the plug penetrated her, stretching her, filling her in the most delicious way. A shiver of pleasure coursed through her body as the toy settled deep within her.

    Brea Lynn, sun-kissed and playful on her sofa; a teasing smile before indulgence.

    She made a show of wiggling her hips, reveling in the sensation of the plug moving inside her. The lube kept everything silky smooth, allowing Brea to experiment with different thrusts and rotations. Her moans grew louder, the living room echoing with her wanton sounds of pleasure.

    Lost in the bliss of anal play, Brea’s fingers found their way between her thighs, her other hand bracing against the couch arm. She rubbed her clit in time with the movements of the plug, the dual stimulation pushing her closer to the edge.

    Just as she teetered, Brea pulled the plug free and hastily worked her fingers inside herself, seeking that special spot. Her toes curled as she ground against her hand, surrendering to the intense wave of ecstasy that crashed over her. Brea’s body shuddered and convulsed, pleasure rippling through every fiber as she rode out her climax.

    Breathless and sated, the college student laid back against the couch, a satisfied smirk on her face. Anal play had once again proven to be the perfect way to unwind after a long, tiresome day. With a contented sigh, Brea cleaned up and slipped back into her jeans, ready to tackle whatever challenges the night might bring, her mind already drifting to the next time she could indulge in this favorite relaxation technique.