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Torrence’s sissy daycare.

Torrence’s sissy day care xoXTorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

Today is going to be a busy day at Torrence’s sissy daycare. I had just finished sanitizing the toys before all of my little babies and sissies came running in. Their eyes lit up when they saw the play stations fully stocked and equipped with all of their favorite toys. It wasn’t long before the toddlers started fighting over the toy cars. While I’m a gentle mommy, I have no problem serving some discipline when needed. In fact,  enjoy it more than I should. I locked the daycare doors after the last stinky baby waddled in. It was time to start the day and I didn’t want my little ones waiting much longer. 

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By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey! Daddy hosts poker nights sometimes, but they aren’t like the games you see on TV. Daddy always asks me to be his free use poker night slut, and I am always eager to agree. Are you wondering exactly what that means? Well, Daddy has a big table with a soft green covering. It looks like a normal poker table with the card places and chip spots painted on it, but it also has four perfectly placed cuffs.

When it’s time, Daddy picks me up; of course, I’m not allowed to wear a stitch of clothing and lays me on my back. The table’s edge has a squishy, black mat that helps to make my neck comfy when my head falls over the edge. He cuffs my limbs and sits back to shuffle a deck of cards till the guys arrive.

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Dirty Daddy

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I see you, Dirty Daddy. Standing in my bedroom doorway, just watching me. However, I like to pretend I don’t see you there. Sometimes, when I know you are watching me, I’ll take my slinky PJs off and lay on my back. I like to spread my legs open wide and begin to touch myself.

When my back arches and my head is pushing back into my pillows, I can just catch a small glimpse of my Dirty Daddy. His hand is buried in his sweatpants, and I know he’s touching himself too. We get so fucking hot watching each other.

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Using a Fucktoy

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Using a fucktoy can be taken all number of different ways. Me and Zoey are taking it to a whole different level and using YOU as our fucktoy and you aren’t allowed to stop or complain until we’re satisfied. And you better not cum without permission.

You signed up for this when you called us, and you better make it a good show. You don’t want to disappoint us, do you? Such a good little fucktoy. Now, show us those toys that you’ve got there and let us pick which one you should use first.

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Grocery Shopping

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Grocery shopping is usually a pretty boring task. But not today…today is my grocery shopping fantasy come true. Walking into the store with a dom who knows exactly how to control me, make me wet and gives me the most powerful orgasms I’ve ever had in my life is bound to make things more interesting.

It always starts off innocent. He tells me not to wear panties when we go somewhere, or brings a toy that has a remote. Today, however, I think he was testing my limits.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My sweet Davey is such a good reader, but sometimes, reading out loud makes him nervous. I thought it would be a good idea if instead of Mommy reading Davey a bedtime story, it would help him practice if Davey reads to Mommy. After he’d showered and got into his nighttime Diapee and PJs, Mommy sat at the head of the bed, and Davey snuggled back between my legs.

His back rested against my tits, and he held up his e-reader. We picked a dirty erotica story about a hot mommy in shiny pantyhose who took a stranger home and forced him into pampers. My hands played in Davey’s hair as he began and at first, he was okay. Then the story started to affect sweet Davey, and he began to trip and stumble over his words.

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Toy Testing

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Toy testing should be a full-time occupation. I mean, there are always new toys coming out on to the market, and someone has to try them all. Today is my toy testing day. Spending time alone in my room, windows open, air conditioning on and naked – trying out the newest delivery of toys that were dropped at my door.

It’s going to be a fun day – I’ve got a vibrating butt plug, a new vibrator and a clit tickler – along with some other goodies that I’m going to save for another day. Time for the toy testing to start.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I love men, no, cock. It’s cock I love. All shapes and sizes. I’m not a picky girl, not really. Sure, I have my preferences and demand plenty from my lovers, but often I’m easy to please. However, today I want a young stud cock. A big, fat, young dick that will stay hard for hours without help.

And I want that young stud cock to pound me hard. Harder than I’ve ever been fucked! I want my insides to stretch and ache as he uses my body to build our collective pleasure.

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Frottage Massage

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I love to catch you just as you’ve come out of the shower. Your body is still wet and dripping as you try to towel off, but I slide up behind you and pull the towel away. Your hands lean on the bathroom counter so you can watch our reflections in the mirror as I push my cock between your legs and under your balls.

Being smaller than me, when my cock slides along under yours, we look the same length. My hand comes around your hip to squeeze our cocks together in a steamy after-shower frottage massage.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve never been one to fit into traditional gender roles, so when my newest boyfriend commented that he expected a hot meal to be on the dinner table waiting for him when he got home from work, I simply rolled my eyes. If a man wants a traditional woman, he better be prepared to be a conventional man.

And since I don’t imagine Travis building me a home with a white picketed fence and paying ALL of my bills to support me, the only hot mean he’ll be served is the one between my legs. I didn’t say that, though; I simply kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day at the office.

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