Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445
There is a part of me that appreciated being younger and innocent, though was I ever truly innocent? Was I always a pre-made slut in training? From such a young age, I was wearing crop tops, short skirts, and bending over. My panty of choice during those outfits would have been some cute white panties of course. Well, Mommy is the one who bought me those outfits, even if sometimes I did ask nicely for them. She’s the one who taught me that there is a kiss, and then there is a passionate, “real” kiss. Tongue seems to make everything so much more fun.
Thinking back on those fun days, making the boys squirm just because I was being me, and nothing more than a pre-primed whore was fun. I’ll never forget the feel of the inebriation of what too much to drink brought on. That’s when the slut in me would cum out to have more fun.
Now that I’m older, I’m in full MILF slut mode. What does that even mean? I never left what Mommy helped create, I just evolved into something much much naughtier. There is something that drives my pussy, in sticking out my tongue, shoving it in your mouth, and then sucking on yours.
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I’d heard the phrase “kissing cousins,” all my life. My family is super close, and I have a ton of relatives that I greet with a kiss; however, this Thanksgiving, my cousin Caleb gave it a whole new meaning.
Caleb is my Mom’s step-cousin’s son, so like my second cousin or something? Hopefully, he’s like basically not related at all because I’m pretty sure what we did in the barn on Thursday was a moral sin!
Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446
Don’t I look So Sweet and Innocent? I hear it all the time. Men are so gullible. They see a sweet and innocent face and let their guard down. Some get so chivalric, opening doors and pulling my chair back so I can sit at the expensive restaurant. They want to impress me. When I order the most expensive meals, they look at me nervously. But it’s important to set the stage from the beginning. I want the best. I deserve the best.
After the meal, I take them shopping. I like designer brands, so a Louis Vuitton wallet or a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes is expected. I compliment him, tell him how wonderful he is, whatever sweet words that tilt the wallet in my direction.
Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext 445
When I found out you were jerking off in the shower, it did something to me. At first I couldn’t understand why. Why does he need to stroke his cock when he knows I’m more than happy to suck him dry. Tessa’s a dirty, thirsty girl. Well then, a switch went off inside me one day, and instead of being completely repulsed, it did the opposite. I started enjoying it. And I didn’t just look forward to these moments. This became Tessa’s wishful shower play time.
I wanted so badly to tell you to stroke your man meat harder so that I could enjoy it more. That it turned me on so bad that I only wanted more. But reality hit, and the thought of me saying anything to you, felt terrifying. I couldn’t risk you stopping.
One day while you went to go take a shower, I plopped myself into bed, naked. I could hear you pumping on your dick. My pussy was getting wet. My fingers started meandering around my soft shaved cunt. I started moaning, my legs spreading out to make way for more meandering around my pussy hole.

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410
Everyone knows big girls like food, but I didn’t expect to get paid for Thanksgiving sploshing at the old folks home! Every year, I volunteer to hang out with the old people whose families are too busy for them. The nursing home is overwhelmed, and being there to hand out Thanksgiving dinner plates or even help feed some of them makes a big difference. The nurses warned me that Old Mister Jensen was a bit of a perv, but I’m used to that.
I carried his tray into his room and gave him a warm greeting. “Mmm, you a big bitch,” He licked at his toothless gums while eyeing me up and down. Continue reading “Thanksgiving Sploshing For Cash”
Tessa 844-322-2639 ext. 445
You walked into the room for your 1st Sex Therapy session with Tessa. You had this immediate frustrated look on your face, and demeanor as a whole. It gave me this innate feeling that we were going to delve into some tough terrain. I knew something was up, or down more like it. You walked inside with your head down, which seemed to portray some type of shame or sadness.
I asked, “Hi! So let’s talk a bit about what has brought you here”. And then the walls started cumming down on you. They were imploding. It was your time to be in the spotlight. You knew that at some point you were going to have to talk, it just felt so painful. I could sense it. You finally brought yourself to say, “My wife caught me jerking off one day in the shower, and has refused to have sex with me since”.
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Now we began focusing on his ravaged and torn beyond repair sphincter and rosebud. We started the training of his bowels to that of a helpless youngster, by inserting deeply five extra strength glycerin suppositories. Wickedly smirking after the insertion of each one. Our long sharp fingernails going deep within, as he moaned and screamed once again into his dental gag. We both began, violently working and manipulating his bowels by vigorously massaging his abdomen as they waited for things to take its course. We took Tim’s boxers and jeans and with scissors before his eyes.
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