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Pervy Princess Pays The Piper

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Ever since the summer my tits grew in, I’ve been such a pervy princess. I love to sit on the laps of older men and just wiggle to see if I can get them hard. More often than not, I can do it without even really trying. However, I’ve been protecting my teasing game!

Short skirts, check! Crop tops that show my belly and a lot of cleavage; check! Then I just act all innocent like I have no idea my voluptuous teen body makes men think about fucking me. I thought it was all fun and games! I didn’t mean any harm, and I certainly wasn’t trying to lose my virginity this early. But this pervy princess had to pay the piper when I sat on Uncle Johnny’s lap.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Daddy found out I had disobeyed him and that I had been fucking Blake instead of James. Daddy told me I had to do right by James and make it up to him,

First Daddy forced himself on me and ravished me hard. Then, he gave me a shopping bag and told me to put on what was inside.

Looking inside the bag, I see a sexy Princess Peach costume. After I tried on the costume, I had to admit I looked hot. My big perky tits looked massive in the pink pushup bra with a big jewelled bow in between my tits. My peachy booty and perfect pussy were barely covered by the short pink skirt, and it was paired with a pink garter belt, thong, and white stockings. On my feet were matching 6-inch high, pink, Fendi pumps. 

Once I was ready and Daddy saw me, he couldn’t help but have his way with me again. Then, he took me downstairs to one of the rooms in his basement and tied me up. Daddy forced my legs open then behind my head, he pulled my wrists behind my head too.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

“Tessa has a body that won’t quit.” Anyone who’s ever seen me will say that. In my recent years, I developed a phrase that I can’t get enough of. It’s called, Worshipping Tessa’s Sexy Physique is not only an honor, it’s a high of its own.

When I walk in the room, everyone notices me. It isn’t just my friendly face, it’s my sexy physique.

The other night you walked into the room, and I found myself having to pick up the saliva that was oozing down my face. You just looked so appetizing. It wasn’t just that. You walked up to me, barely able to look me in the eye, hesitating at first. Your height made me gush, as you’re so much taller, and so handsome and sexy. Biting my lip, I just looked up at you in awe. You slid your fingers on my side, lightly at first. That first touch made my entire body tingle. I almost lost it, but I think my face turned red at least. All I could think of was, “I hope he doesn’t take his fingers off my body”. And you didn’t.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Your eyes don’t open but you are slightly awake. Not enough to comprehend what is happening around you, or where you are. It’s warm, comfy, probably a bed. You still feel the pull of sleep in your mind. Everything is groggy, but you feel amazing. This sleep is the best you’ve had in a while. Why in the world do you feel so good? There is bliss running through your body. No nap will ever top this. As the minutes go on, you wonder what is happening. Why do you feel so good, your toes curling into the sheets underneath you? The sheets rustle.

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Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

I am the CEO of MILF diner and I am serving a plate to a very attractive Ben who’s been admiring me since he walked in. It turns him on that I’m wearing a waitress outfit. I brought his plate to the table and Ben said nervously “Thank you so much, may I say that you are really beautiful.” Hearing Ben be so nice and complimenting it made me very tempted so I said “Thank you so much no one has ever been this sweet.” Ben smiles at me and I told him “I get off in 5 minutes How about you meet me in 5?” Ben agrees and begins eating his food promptly. Later on, I close MILF diner and Ben is outside waiting for me. I walked toward Ben and said “I can’t believe you waited for me.” Ben looked at me and said, “Of course, I waited, it’s late and I would never let a lady walk alone.” I reply “Walk me home Ben and I want you to fuck

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

By now, you may have realized I grew up with some privilege and a rich Daddy. Now, people ask me about my dad a lot, he was a workaholic, and he was around, sometimes, but Daddy worked constantly. 

Of course, coming from money, Daddy didn’t want me to settle for a lifestyle downgrade. So, he thought he’d set me up with someone named James. 

The problem was, that I had already fallen for a guy named Blake. Now, Blake was a little rough around the edges. He had a lot of tattoos that he had done himself, and he was from the wrong side of the tracks. Literally, I had to drive over train tracks when I went to his house. 

For a while, Blake and I had been fucking at my dad’s house in secret. If Daddy caught us, he would be so mad. 

This morning, I am in the shower fucking myself with my waterproof vibrator and cuming so hard thinking about Blake. Secrets are so sexy. 

Blake was coming over later and I had a surprise for him.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Do you know who looks good in lace panties? Trick question! It’s everyone. That is why my sissies are so special to me. Always showing up in a new pair of panties they found in the lingerie section. And they bring me some too, obviously. That’s what sissies are good for. Almost like personal shoppers and fuck toys. What more could a lady ask for? I had a closeted sissy send me some cute panties they picked out just for me! Shopping out and thinking of me? How kind! They sent me a picture of their screen picking out what they would send me next.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Addicted to money, I’ll do just about anything for it. Even work as a maid.

One winter, I got a job as a maid for a couple across town, I was broke. Well, not that broke but too broke for Chanel, which is reason enough to work harder.

Surprisingly, I wasn’t working for a large family, I was working for a young couple. This couple was hilarious to me.

I’ll illustrate why.

On my first day on the job, I could tell right away, that the wife was a stuck-up vanilla prude. Her husband, Zachary was so hot and attractive. Zachary seemed to be so much more laid back and carefree. How the two of them ended up together is beyond me.

Overhearing a hilarious conversation, this is how it went. Standing at the kitchen sink, washing dishes, I overhear Zachary saying to his wife Molly, “I’m so excited for our anniversary tomorrow. I bought you something special in anticipation that I’m hoping you’ll like”.

Zachary then pulls out a pink gift-wrapped Victoria’s Secret box. I could not wait to see what was inside.

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I know exactly what you want to do. You want Cum-Eating Training. Though you act like it’s fucking disgusting, deep down in your perverted little head, you just want to be pushed, pet. You want to see how far I can make you go, then push you past that. You can’t really complain. I’m making you do what you want to do. It could be so much worse than that, cum sucker.

Our goal is for you to eat another man’s cum. First, though, we need you to get you used to it. We need to make you like the test of cum. So you and I are going to work on this together. Don’t worry, I know what you need. You need that taste, the squirmy, salty cum on your tongue, but you are terrified of it. Terrified of the taste, terrified of what it’ll say about you. The thought of being a cum-eater scares you. But how exciting it’ll be turning you from a man into a cum-eater. Continue reading “Cum-Eating Training” →

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

 Destroying your ass from the outside in is something that Mistress Tessa is no stranger to.  Something about all of those short gasping breathes that you’re taking, with each spank, that make this Mistress feel a certain way. And understand, my secret remains that on the inside, my pussy is getting juicier by the minute. Those squeals, moans, cries, and nails scratching on the wall, all bring something out of me that puts a smile on my face. You don’t get to see the smile, other than the big smirk I showcase to you. Mistress Tessa loves her wooden paddles.

I like to start off slow, just to get an idea of how much you can really handle, before you let me know you want to call your Mommy for help. You’ve already consented to being destroying though, remember? Seeing you so physically spent, trying so hard to hang on because the thought of surrendering, you just can’t accept… that’s my lovely fix. How far are you going to take it is what’s going through my mind. When are you going to say stop? And even if you say stop, do you really mean it?

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