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Mommy would dress in some lingerie, and when Daddy got home, he’d just about lose himself over it. He’d always be in the shower first thing those nights. Mommy would be busy trying to get us to go to bed as fast as possible. As if we didn’t know what was about to happen.
Daddy was one of those guys who couldn’t help having fun, and it wasn’t fun unless Mommy got in on the action. Daddy’s fun was in the form of extra curricular activities… yeah that’s a good word for it. And when Daddy and Mommy had fun, they had some kind of naughty, dirty fun. Eventually as the years trickled by, we kids ended up cumming along for the ride.
You could hear the sounds that they were making even with the door ajar.

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Sit and Spin Diaper Bitch

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Look, when your mom hired me, she said you were a little slower than your peers, but she didn’t tell me you wore diapers. That’s disgusting. I’m not changing you. It’s been hours since your mom left, and I’ve been sitting on the couch ignoring you. I was calling my girlfriends and sexting my boyfriend when you started pulling on my pant leg.

“Please, please, change me, Miss Krysta!” You beg and plead, but I just kick you off and laugh.

“Sit and spin, diaper bitch. Your soggy ass isn’t my problem, it’s a YOU problem.”

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Want to hear a secret? I want you to Eat Out Naomi’s Ass! It might not be as pleasant as you think. Well, not for you, at least. This is all about me. You’ll be a good little pet who obeys me. I’ll have you naked, kneeling and waiting on my commands. I’ll let the anticipation build as I stand before you, still dressed. I like watching you as you watch me taking off my top. My hands grab my tits, squeezing them in all the ways you ache to.

But then I’ll lift my skirt. It’s then you realize I am not wearing panties.  We’d been out to dinner, come home, and started to play, so you now know I was going commando as we were outside. I see that realization as your dick hardens more, bobbing between us, a single drop of pre-cum leaking out.

It really shouldn’t be a surprise. I do what I want when I want. And I don’t care about other people’s rules. That’s what you like best about me. Isn’t it?

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Ronnie's Confessions

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Welcome to Ronnie’s Confessions

I thought this was only fitting since I’m learning so many new things about the deviant world of lust and arousal. As I’m exploring, I should keep you updated on which kinks and fetishes I learn that turn me on. And wowie, did this one turn me on!

 

I shared that a teacher spanked me and that I spanked the snot-nosed twerp I was babysitting for, but what I didn’t explain was how much I liked spanking that bare bottom. I liked it a lot. Now, I’m finding excuses, any freakin’ excuse, to pull his pants down and spank him! Continue reading “Ronnie’s Confessions” →

 

Getting to know me is to fall head-over-heels deep in love with me. So, let’s get something out in the open here. One of my favorite things to do is kiss. I’m not talking about Grandma’s peck. Those kind of kisses feel absolutely pointless to me. They make me say, “Why”!?  The kind of kiss I’m talking about is the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless. Thinking back on some of my best moments, my tits heaving, which means I’m begging for more, and can’t get enough fast enough.  It’s the kind where we’re both breathing so hard, it can’t be mistaken for anything else other than passion, lust, and desire.

My lips are multi-versatile, so when I say that I love to kiss, let me clarify so there’s no confusion here. Whether I’m kissing on actual lips on your face, whether I’m kissing, sucking, or devouring your c*ck, or if I’m kissing or sucking on a dildo, it’s all worthwhile to me.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Worshipping your Goddess Rhonda is your most ardent desire. Just being with me, having me listen to you on the phone, your body is already sizzling with excitement. But to touch me, that is beyond your wildest imagination.  Questions pop into your head. Do you deserve to be near me? Do you deserve my undivided attention? Deep down, you know you don’t. You are so far beneath me I should trample you. But instead, I have allowed you to call me. Don’t you feel blessed by your Goddess?

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I’m a Red-Hot and Spicy Teen Cherrie of the Candy Girls. I’ll have you drooling and craving me endlessly. I will not stop until you are left mindless, confused and I have stripped you ever every aspect of your manhood. You’ll surrender your manhood in desperation to be with me, craving even a glance of my attention. You know you don’t deserve it. You can’t get an amazingly sexy and controlling teen brat like me, can you? You’ve dreamt of a girl like me, but even your dreams are lacking against my beauty. You’ll be ready to give me anything, especially those pathetic balls between your legs for the opportunity for a life of complete and utter submission to your Ginger Goddess.

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Paypig

Laylene had always had a thing for controlling others, and stupid little weak paypigs were her favorite target. She enjoyed nothing more than seeing them do her bidding, and she made sure to take advantage of them. With a piercing gaze and a sultry voice, she would give them orders and watch in delight as they complied.

She found them easy to manipulate, and she loved it when they’d goon for her. Making them goon for as long as she wanted. After all, she’d picked them out with a discerning eye. They were weak and powerless, making them easy to drain of cash as they did whatever Laylene commanded.

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Don't talk back to Mommy in heels

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy had just gotten home when the phone rang. She could barely take off her heels, as it was ringing already as she unlocked the door. She dropped her bags and clicked her shoes to the nearest phone in the kitchen. It was your teacher. She called to tell Mommy that you swore at her at school today and to make matters worse, you had an accident and she had to find you a change of clothes.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext 445

When I think about how you spoiled me the other night, it got me all kinds of gushy. Those dollar bills, there’s just something that happens to me internally, before I start to get all wet and juicy. It starts inside, in my mind, where it just drives me all kinds of crazy just thinking about it.

Those dollar bills; they were flying all around me and just the opposite of those tanks where they blow money everywhere but you have a hard time catching any; in my mind, you watched me catch every single last dollar bill. And now that we’re talking about dollar bills, you spoiled me good that night. They were hundreds. So, every time I caught one, it felt that much more exhilarating and naughty, cause it was a $100 dollar bill. What does it feel like when that hundred touches my fingers and I’m holding onto it? It felt so so good.

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