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redlover89 Comments: 747	Commented on Dec 9, 2025 "left"

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stewardess_are Comments: 96	Commented on Nov 27, 2025 "The Asian stewardess, sharp in her navy blazer, skirt, and thin black pantyhose, turned from the deserted counter, a professional smile fixed. "Can I help you, sir?" "Oh, I'll help you," I purred, my hand already on her ass through the skirt. Her smile faltered, eyes wide. "This uniform_ begging for it." I pulled her close, whispering against her ear. "Sir, please_" she gasped. "Let them see," I growled, pushing her against the counter. I ripped open her blazer, then her white shirt, revealing a lacy bra and swelling breasts. "These tits," I grunted, rough through the lace. Her nipples were hard against the fabric. I lifted her onto the counter, her navy skirt riding high on her shaking, pantyhose-clad thighs. I tore the nylon from her crotch. The rip echoed. Her slick pussy was exposed. My finger plunged in, her body arching, a guttural moan escaping. My other hand grabbed her feet. I kicked off her heels. Her feet, warm and moist in the torn pantyhose, twitched. The nylon stretched taut. I sniffed her left foot - a musky, intoxicating nylon scent. My thumb traced her sole, then her toes, making them curl. She whimpered as I pressed her arch. I licked her heel through the sheer fabric, then sucked her big toe. Her legs spasmed, shaking uncontrollably. Her face flushed, eyes half-closed, a mask of lust. "Begging for it, aren't you, whore?" I snarled, pulling out, then thrusting my cock into her tight, wet vagina. A perfect fit. She screamed, bucking against the counter, legs thrashing in the torn pantyhose. I squeezed her breasts, hard, pinching her nipples through the shirt. She slowed, moaning, hips grinding. Her legs convulsed, pantyhose-covered feet curling violently, toes digging into the counter. I grabbed her black hair bun, yanking her head back. "Scream for me, you filthy cunt!" I roared, thrusting harder. Her body convulsed, a shriek tearing from her throat as she squirted uncontrollably, soaking her dress and the counter. She collapsed, limp and shaking, a wet mess. I pulled out, her hole still slick. I watched her twitching body, then cummed all over her ass and legs, coating her pale skin. She lay there, panting, completely fucked, right behind the counter."

stewardess_are Comments: 96	Commented on Nov 27, 2025 "My client, an Asian flight attendant, posed on a stool. Her black hair was pulled into a neat bun, framed by a dark navy blazer and matching skirt. Dark, thin pantyhose stretched over her legs, disappearing into pointy high heels. "Perfect," I grunted, snapping a shot, "but let's get you more... comfortable." I leaned in, my voice low. "This uniform," I whispered, my hand sliding under her blazer, gripping her breast through her white shirt. She gasped, a low moan escaping. "Makes you look like a goddamn prize, ready to be unwrapped." Her nipples hardened instantly under my touch. My thumb brushed her skirt, feeling the dampness seeping through. She was already wet. "But the shoot isn't over," she managed, her breath catching. "It will be quick," I promised, pushing her skirt up, exposing her soaked panties clinging to her pussy. The dark stain on her pantyhose around her crotch was undeniable. "You'll be screaming in a minute." I tore the pantyhose, the nylon ripping with a sharp sound, exposing her slick, glistening pussy. My fingers plunged into her wet slit, her body jerking violently on the stool. Her head fell back, eyes fluttering shut, a mix of shock and pure lust on her face. With my free hand, I yanked off her pointy heels. Her feet, still in the torn pantyhose, were warm and slightly moist. The nylon felt firm, stretching tight over her arch and slender toes. I brought her left foot to my nose, inhaling the musky, sweet scent of sweat and nylon, a hot, intoxicating smell. I ran my thumb over her sole, feeling the delicate bones beneath the thin fabric, then traced each toe, making them curl. Her foot twitched. I pressed hard on the bridge of her foot, making her whimper. I licked her heel, my tongue rasping against the nylon, then sucked her big toe through the fabric. Her legs spasmed, shaking uncontrollably. "You're begging for it, aren't you?" I snarled, pulling my finger out and plunging my hard cock into her tight vagina. It was a perfect, wet fit. She screamed, her body bucking against the stool, her legs thrashing, still encased in the torn pantyhose. I grabbed her breasts through her shirt, squeezing them hard, pinching her nipples. She began to slow, moaning, her hips grinding against me, her body tense, edging closer. Her legs started to convulse, her pantyhose-covered feet curling violently, toes digging into the stool's edge. I grabbed a fistful of her black hair bun, yanking her head back. "Scream for me, you filthy cunt!" I roared, thrusting deeper and harder inside her. Her body convulsed violently, a guttural shriek tearing from her throat as she squirted uncontrollably, a hot gush soaking her dress and the stool. She collapsed, limp and shaking, a wet mess. I pulled out, her hole still gushing. I watched her twitching body for a moment, then cummed all over her ass and legs, coating her pale skin with my hot load. She lay there, breathing hard, completely fucked. Later, she walked to the lavatory, her legs trembling, to tidy herself up. When she came back to finish the photoshoot, she looked tired, but a subtle, relieved smile played on her face."

stewardess_are Comments: 96	Commented on Nov 27, 2025 "I boarded, and there she was, a gorgeous blonde stewardess, sitting on a serving trolley. Wavy blonde hair, tight navy blazer, white shirt, dark thin pantyhose, and round high heels with straps. She grinned, a seductive pose just for me. My hands were on her before she could move, gripping her ass through the skirt, her moans starting low. My fingers found her wet spot beneath the uniform. "Passengers board soon," she gasped, trying to pull away. "A minute is all I need," I grunted, "to make you cum." I dragged her to a seat. Her legs, in those dark, thin pantyhose, were already shaking. I yanked up her skirt, exposing her soaked panties, the dark stain spreading on the nylon around her crotch. I tore the pantyhose, a harsh rip, revealing her slick, wet pussy. My finger plunged inside, her body jerking. My free hand went to her feet. I unbuckled her round heels, kicking them aside. Her feet, still in the dark thin pantyhose, were warm. The nylon felt firm, stretching tight over her delicate arch and bony toes. I brought her foot to my nose, inhaling the musky sweetness of sweat and nylon, a scent that drove me wild. I ran my thumb over her sole, feeling the thinness of the fabric against her sensitive skin. Her toes curled, pushing against the nylon. I pressed hard on the bridge of her foot, making her whimper. I licked her heel, then sucked her big toe through the pantyhose. Her legs spasmed, shaking uncontrollably. Her face was a mix of shame and pure pleasure, eyes half-closed. "You like that, don't you, whore?" I snarled, pulling my finger out and plunging my hard cock into her. Her tight vagina gripped me instantly. She screamed, her body bucking against the seat, her legs thrashing, still encased in the torn pantyhose. I grabbed her breasts through her shirt, squeezing them hard, pinching her nipples. "These tits are for me." She slowed, moaning, her hips grinding, edging closer. Her legs started to convulse, her pantyhose-covered feet curling violently, toes digging into the seat. I grabbed a fistful of her wavy blonde hair, yanking her head back. "Scream for me, you filthy cunt!" I roared, thrusting deeper and harder inside her. Her body convulsed violently, a guttural shriek tearing from her throat as she squirted uncontrollably, a hot gush soaking the dress and the seat. She collapsed, limp and shaking. I pulled out, her hole still gushing. I watched her twitching body for a moment, then cummed all over her ass and legs, coating her pale skin with my hot load. She lay there, breathing hard, completely fucked. Later, I saw her walk to the lavatory, her legs trembling. When she returned, she looked tired, but there was a subtle, relieved smile on her face."

stewardess_are Comments: 96	Commented on Nov 24, 2025 "The plane was empty, first class all mine. Two stewardesses met me: a blonde with pigtails in pointy heels, and a brunette with long hair in rounded heels. Both in tight navy shirt dresses and thin black pantyhose. They struck a pose, eyes inviting. I grabbed the blonde's ass, then the brunette's breast. Their moans started, their uniforms already feeling damp between their legs. "Passengers board soon," the brunette whispered, trying to pull away. "Doesn't matter," I grunted, pulling them closer. "A minute is all I need to make you cum." I dragged them to the aisle seats, pushing them down side-by-side. I yanked up their dresses, exposing their soaked panties and the dark wetness staining their black pantyhose. I ripped the nylon from the blonde's crotch. The tearing sound was hot. I pushed my fingers into her wet slit while my cock slid into her tight pussy. Her body arched, a gasp escaping her lips. With my free hand, I yanked off the brunette's rounded heels. Her feet, still in thin black pantyhose, smelled faintly of sweat and nylon, a musky sweetness. The fabric felt firm, stretching taut over her arch and toes. I ran my thumb over her pantyhose-clad sole, feeling the delicate bones beneath, then traced each toe, feeling them curl. Her foot twitched. I lifted it to my mouth, licking the smooth nylon over her heel, then sucked hard on her big toe through the fabric. Her leg spasmed, uncontrolled. The blonde stewardess cried out, her legs, still encased in torn pantyhose, began to convulse. Her hips bucked violently under me, a guttural scream tore from her throat as she squirted, soaking the seat beneath her. She went limp, panting hard, her body still trembling. "My turn now, slut," I grunted, pulling out of the blonde. She was a wet mess. I pushed her head down, making her watch as I turned to the brunette. The blonde, still shaking, weakly gripped the brunette's thigh. The brunette was already soaked, her pussy wet against the torn pantyhose. I grabbed a fistful of her long black hair, yanking her head back. "Look at me, whore!" I plunged my cock into her. It was tight, hot. She screamed, a primal sound that filled the empty cabin. Her legs thrashed, her pantyhose-covered feet kicking, toes curling violently. She was close, her moans turning to desperate whimpers. I slammed deeper and harder. Her body convulsed, a violent, humiliating tremor shaking her entire frame. A piercing shriek tore from her throat as she squirted uncontrollably, a hot gush wetting her dress and the seat. She collapsed, limp and shaking. I pulled out, cumming all over her ass and legs, coating her pale skin with my hot load. She lay there, breathing heavy, completely fucked. Later, I watched them, the blonde and the brunette, supporting each other with trembling legs as they walked to the lavatory. They emerged a few minutes later, tired and a little pale, but a subtle, relieved smile played on their lips."

stewardess_are Comments: 96	Commented on Nov 23, 2025 "She was stunning. Blonde, fresh out of flight school. I rented my spare room to her, but the rent never came. One evening, she walked in, uniform crisp: light blue shirt, tight black pencil skirt, red and blue scarf. Thin nude pantyhose shimmered on her legs, ending in sharp black leather heels. I blocked her path. "Rent. I demanded. Her eyes dropped. "I... I overspent. On a new handbag." Her voice was soft, laced with shame. "Then you're out," I said, my voice hard. She looked up, fear in her eyes, then a spark of something else. "No! I... I can pay. Another way." Her hand went to her skirt, a slow, deliberate caress. I grabbed her, pulling her into the house, slamming the door shut. My hands flew over her, gripping her ass through the pencil skirt. She moaned, a low, needy sound. "Tell me how you'll pay," I growled, crushing her against me. My fingers went under her shirt, finding her hot skin, then moved up to her breasts. She gasped. "This uniform," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "It's so proper... but it hides so much." I ripped open her light blue shirt. Buttons scattered. Her bra was white lace, barely containing her full, throbbing breasts. I squeezed them hard. "These, for starters," I said, kneading her flesh. "Oh, yes! Use them," she panted, her hips grinding. "They're meant to be... grabbed. Squeezed." My hand slid under her skirt, feeling the smooth nylon of her nude pantyhose. It was already wet between her legs. "So eager," I mocked. I shoved her to her knees. Her skirt rode up her thighs. "Your mouth first," I commanded. She looked up, eyes wide, then lowered her head, taking me in. Her lips were soft, wet, her tongue skillful. I felt her deep, hungry suck. Then I lifted her, carrying her to the bed. Her body was hot and pliant. I pulled off her skirt, then her thin nude pantyhose. Her legs were long, pale. My eyes fell to her feet. They were perfectly arched, delicate. I picked one up. The nylon was still on, stretched tight. I brought it to my nose. A faint, sweet scent, mixed with the musky smell of her arousal. I ran my thumb over her arch, feeling the firm curve under the sheer fabric. Her toes, soft and inviting, curled slightly. I licked her heel, tasting the salt through the nylon, then sucked on each toe, pulling gently, feeling the wet warmth against the synthetic fabric. Her leg twitched. I laid her back. Her full breasts bounced. I lowered my head, suckling hard, biting lightly, making her whimper. My hand slid between her legs. Her pussy was slick, swollen. I felt the wetness gush as I touched her clit. She bucked her hips. I entered her, hard and fast. She cried out, her body slamming into the mattress. Our hips met with a wet slap. I fucked her deep, filling her. She moaned, her legs shaking around my waist, still in her torn pantyhose. I grabbed her long blonde hair bun, pulling her head back. "Scream for me!" I snarled, thrusting relentlessly. She slowed, her moans turning to desperate gasps. Her legs spasmed, feet twitching violently, toes curling, heels digging into the sheets. "Oh... oh god... I'm... I'm coming!" she screamed, her body convulsing uncontrollably. Her eyes rolled back, white showing as her body arched, a long, drawn-out shriek escaping her lips. A huge gush of hot liquid soaked the bed. She squirted uncontrollably, body shaking, then went limp, collapsing onto the wet sheets, completely spent. Her eyes were still rolled back, head lolling, small shudders running through her. I pulled out, my cum covering her ass and legs, mixing with her squirt, dripping onto the soaked bed. She lay there, utterly broken, her wet body glistening under the dim light."

stewardess_are Comments: 96	Commented on Nov 23, 2025 "A new blonde, tall and striking, greeted me on the jet bridge. She stood proud, airline pins gleaming on her black blazer. A crisp white shirt, black pencil skirt, and red-blue scarf completed her look. Her nude pantyhose shimmered, leading to black leather heels. Her blonde hair was tied in a pigtail. "First day, sir," she beamed, a milestone. I snapped a quick picture. Inside the empty first-class cabin, I pulled her to a seat. "That uniform," I murmured, my hand grazing her skirt, "it makes you look like the perfect sex toy." Her eyes widened, a soft moan escaping as her hips rocked, her private area instantly damp. I groped her, feeling the firm breasts beneath her white shirt, the tight skirt molding to her curves. She collapsed into the seat, moaning louder. "This blazer," she panted, as I peeled it off, "it's tailored so close." My hands moved to her shirt. "And this shirt," she gasped as I undid buttons, exposing a white lace bra, "it always feels so tight." Her breasts spilled free, full and round, nipples hard. I suckled one, pulling, twisting. Her hips bucked. My hands slid to her legs, feeling the smooth, silky texture of her nude pantyhose. "And these," I rasped, rubbing her calf, "so soft, so firm." I unbuckled her heels, tossing them aside. Her feet, encased in nylon, flexed. "The way these pantyhose hug my arch," she breathed, "it makes my soles tingle." I brought one nylon-clad foot to my nose. A faint, warm, musky scent, mingled with nylon. Her toenails, painted a bright red, peeked through the sheer fabric. I ran my thumb over her heel, then traced the bridge of her foot. Her toes twitched violently. I tore off her skirt, then her nude pantyhose, peeling them down her legs. Her feet spasmed, jerking and twitching as the fabric ripped away. Her private area was slick, swollen, and thoroughly soaked. I tore off her panties. I plunged into her, hard. She screamed, a sharp, broken sound. Her hips bucked, legs flying up, thrashing. I drove into her, her body convulsing with each thrust. Her moans became long, drawn-out groans. "Oh... god... I'm so close..." she panted, her legs twitching, then slowing. I grabbed her pigtail, yanking her head back. "Not yet, slut!" I roared, thrusting forcefully. A piercing shriek tore from her lips. Her body stiffened, then violently spasmed. Hot liquid erupted from her, a gush that soaked the seat beneath her. Her legs went rigid, then trembled uncontrollably, her toes curled so tightly they looked like claws. She collapsed, limp, body still twitching, eyes rolled back, released and broken. I pulled out, painting her quivering ass and trembling legs with my hot, thick cum."

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