Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Finding someone you connect with, soul to soul, is rare and beautiful. Sometimes, someone will write something for me that is so beautiful, it feels like a crime to keep it all to myself, and this is the most true that that has ever been. My darling little sea witch has written this for me and has pleased me to the core with the beauty of her words.
Below is a poem written not by me but for me. And you’re just lucky enough that Emmi is allowing me to share with you.
TS Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
The deep, rich tones of the two men’s chatter reached Jackson’s ear. Hearing them before seeing them, his head whipped in their direction. The golden light of the sun fading from the horizon made him squint his pretty eyes. He couldn’t see who was coming or how many worked their way toward us, but he looked at me with panic in his expression; he pleaded. “I changed my mind.” I shhh-ed him with a finger to my lips. His head shook, and he pulled at the zip ties holding him in place. “No. No! I changed my mind. Please, I’m scared.” My finger touched his quivering lip to silence him as the men reached us.
“Well, look at what the park has to offer today.” The first man announced while rubbing his crotch and clearing, enjoying the view of Jackson’s pale, round ass on display. “What’s it cost to take your bench for a ride?”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Oh my god! How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t touch tiny dicks like yours before I get a serious tribute? I see you in the chatroom, talking and talking and never setting up calls but guess what shrimplette? I’m not even starting this conversation without a tribute.
Pay first, piggy bitch and then you can slide into my Skype or call me, and I’ll gladly talk to you about your little tiny 3-inch pecker. Do you have any idea how often we laugh at your little wee wee? Some of you idiots even send pictures. It’s gross, and it’s pathetic.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
My Boss is a huge asshole. Selfish and inconsiderate, it’s always all about him. As if the world revolves around him or something. I have to smile and nod as he talks down to me constantly. Well, not anymore! A box came from him today, and it was partially ripped open. I noticed as I was walking it to his office that inside were… Diapers?
He sat at his desk, smug as ever, when I pushed through the door and dropped the box hard at my feet. So hard that the diapers inside jumped out and spread across the floor. “Kayla! What do you think you’re doing?” He stood up; he’s tall and normally imposing but not today.
“Just bringing a baby his diapers.”
London 1844-332-2639 ext 439
Men are such losers. So lazy sitting around playing games all day. My boyfriend didn’t even want to get up to use the toilet. That is how he became mommy’s diapered gamer. I got annoyed with him having accidents. All the fucking time. And finding skid marks in his undies.
I was doing laundry. And every pair of boxers I picked up had long brown stains. I was disgusted. And to be honest tired of arguing about it. I decided to diaper him right then. I marched right past him and out the door.
He didn’t even notice me leave. He was deep into his video game. And I was on a mission to find adult diapers. He’d had too many accidents wetting himself. Also the dirty drawers were a bit too much.
They wouldn’t even come clean in the wash. I ran into the local walmart and hurried to find a solution. Surprised at the huge selection of adult diapers. I guess there is alot of diaper boys out there.
I grapped a couple packs of the large ones. And headed up to the check out counter. To pay for them. I couldn’t wait to get back home.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
So you did your research and managed to find an authentic occult bookstore. Curiosity made you summon a Demon Goddess. You were led to the right tome, and took it home, without being asked to pay. When you got there, you began reading through it just for some light research when your entire being was compelled to continue reading. You began casting a summoning spell, in a language you don’t know and, before long, saw me climbing out of the floor.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
The young couple that lives next door just had a baby. The sweetest little thing, really, but you know how new moms are. They can’t be bothered with anything except that little bundle of joy. Which, of course, leaves her husband feeling a tad neglected. I knew I had to go over and bring the couple some much-needed relief.
I swooped into the house and told the new Mommy to go ahead and shower and take a nap while I took care of her boys. She was kind of like a zombie and too tired to argue. After she shuffled off to her room and shut the door, I put that sweet baby to bed in the pack N play and turned to the neglected husband. He was already salivating at the sight of my busting bosoms. It was time for his feeding.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
“Oh,” I feigned innocence as my pussy leaked in the unpurchased lingerie I wore in the dressing room. I could feel the strength of his desire as he pressed it into my ass. The mirror fogged when I exhaled hard with shock as his fingers shifted the crotch of the lingerie, and he shoved two of them into my ready channel.
“Don’t play coy with me.” He kissed over my shoulder, and my head lulled in pleasure. My feet spread apart, giving him access to what he wanted. To what he was going to take one way or another. “Don’t make a sound, or the associate will know what a Lil cock hungry slut you are for me.” My pussy pulsed around his fingers, and I sat my ass back into his body to show him how his words had pleased me.
London 1-844-332-2639 Ext 439
I swear my boy friend has the tiniest cock in the world . It’s very thin like a pencil . And the length of my piny finger . Ughh …. If he wasn’t loaded with cash . I would have left him long ago . The sex was horrible . I have a very tight cunt . But I couldn’t feel his loser cock at all .
Trying to give him some pussy became a chore . That I hated it with all my heart . I didn’t even want to give him a blow job . Because it felt like I was blowing a toddler . What a waste of a good man . His birthday was coming soon . And I knew he was gonna want some pussy .
But there was no way I was letting him fuck me . And I was sisck of his whinning and begging . He was starting to remind me of a baby . Then a light bulb popped on in my head . And I finally knew what to get him for his birthday . I jumped up and ran to the store . Searching for adult diapers . But none of them had pretty designs . So I got online and BOOM ! There they were adult crusiers .
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
You met me at an after-party in a luxurious penthouse. Tall, beautiful, overwhelming, and powerful. I invited you into a private back room, more commanded, really. But how could you resist?
You find yourself in a low-lit hall adorned with expensive decorations. Statues on pedestals, ancient-looking bronze weapons in glass cases with parchment and behind you, 12-foot high glass windows overlooking a city below you that is teeming with life even at this hour.