Rachel 1*844*332*2638 Ext 457

Things just keep getting crazier at work. I’m starting to build up a clientele and get some regulars. But I’ve been getting some crazy requests. Believe it or not, a lot of couples come in. Some of them are looking to party and have threesomes. While others are in a cuckholding relationship and want me to take part. Then there are the sleazy guys, the married guys, and the very kinky guys. You wouldn’t believe the requests I get. Let’s just put it this way, it’s whatever you can conjure up in your most wild imagination, and a million times more. I’ve had some really bold customers that just come in and tell me that they want to fuck me. The first time it happened; I was so shocked and speechless. He asked me what time I got off because he wanted to be there to pick me up. It was so scary. He was so creepy. He asked for my phone number and I panicked. I gave him a fake number. He left. Then I got paranoid that he would be infuriated. But thank goodness I haven’t seen him since. But I have had some really kinky customers.

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Daddy Daughter

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Are you ready for a wild and crazy daddy daughter fuck fest? I’ve been such a good girl lately, so I REALLY deserve some daddy fun. To be honest, I’m always ready for daddy daughter time because while talking about fucking daddy is so wrong, it makes me so wet.

Nothing turns me on like daddy putting his tongue in my tight little pussy. He says that’s what makes his dick the hardest too – tasting his sweet girl. And I really love the taste of daddy’s dick – more specifically when it starts to leak pre-cum because then I get a taste of what’s to come…

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Mommy's New Toilet

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

I had Dan’s ankles held up in the web of my hand and his fresh diaper was tucked right under his bare butt when it hit me like a train. I had to go and badly! My knees bumped against each other and rubbed as I started to bounce a little. The tinkle dance was taking over me, but I wasn’t finished changing Dan.

“Ohh, I have to go. I have to go so, so bad.” I whined and shook the powder over Dan’s penis. He was semi-hard, and watching Mommy dance around was making his little dock grow harder. “Fuck,” I crossed my legs, thinking Id never make it all the way downstairs and to the restroom. The open diaper under me was dry as a bone, and Dan wets so fast anyway! I climbed up to straddle his lap and pulled my panties to the side. He looked at me with lustful eyes, watching where my crotch hovered over his. “You don’t mind wearing Mommy’s new toilet for a little while, do you?”

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It was bikini week at work. All the girls were so excited. We even got to take a dip in the pool while we were working if we wanted to. I had no idea that the customers were going to get so crazy though. They were grabbing our asses and asking us to flash our tits. I mean don’t get me wrong; the customers are always crazy and pretty bold. But they were extra. I guess they can’t handle seeing hot, young girls in bikinis, lol. There were a couple of guys that were being very flirty. They were sitting at the bar. I couldn’t help but notice how they kept watching me, whispering to each other, and laughing. But we were really busy, and I was focused on my tables. I forgot all about them until I saw them later. They were outside by the pool. Of course they were belligerent. But again, I went about my business. I was trying to finish up with a couple of tables so that I could go on break. And as soon as I did some of the girls were asking me to go into the pool with them.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Little Anna went to go ask Daddy for permission to go out with her friends. Daddy, without hesitation said NO!. ‘’But I never get to go anywhere or do anything!’’ Anna protested. ‘’Too bad,’’ Daddy said. ‘’You haven’t done your chores, you haven’t done your homework, your room is a mess and –‘’ before he could finish Anna let out a big sigh and barked ‘’fine!’’ back, stomping up to her room. She better be getting ready for bed, Daddy thought to himself.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

It was a hot summer weekend and I decided to hit up a pool party at this trendy spot downtown. I slipped into my sexiest red bikini, grabbed a few of my college friends, and we headed out for a day of sun, drinks, and fun

We arrived and the pool scene was popping. Cute guys and gals were lounging on floats, splashing around, and sipping cocktails. I spotted the lifeguard stand and couldn’t help but notice the two gorgeous hunks manning it. Tall, tanned, and ripped, with their shorts slung low on their hips. Damn.

My friend noticed me eyeballing them and grinned. “Oooh, looks like Aynsley’s got her eye on some prime meat!” she teased with a giggle. I blushed but couldn’t deny it. These guys were hot hot hot.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I’ve been at my breastaurant job for a few weeks now. It’s been an eye opening experience to say the least. I never realized it would be so crazy. But now everything is making so much more sense. The hiring manager pretty much informed me that in order to succeed here, I would need to do special favors for him. Right at that moment I thought about how friendly he is with all of the girls. Now I know why. They all have “special” relationships with him. At first, I didn’t think that I wanted this. But after I started getting some big tips from regulars, I reconsidered. Also the girls say it’s worth it and that he’s not that bad. And they told me that the assistant manager used to be a server. That’s how she got promoted. Now I know why she turned her nose up and treated me so rudely when I started. The other girls told me that she’s so jealous of all the other girls. And she tries to come in even on her days off because she wants to make sure he’s not having sex with anyone else. But that doesn’t stop him.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

James was one of my regulars. He was a successful architect, intelligent and articulate in his professional life, but beneath the veneer of competence was a deep-seated need for comfort and discipline. The contrast was often poignant. He stood on the porch, clutching a worn teddy, his eyes wide and a little anxious. “Cory,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “Hey, sweetie,” I replied, opening the door wider. “Come on in. It’s chilly out.”

He shuffled inside, immediately drawn to the cozy warmth of my living room. The scent of lavender and vanilla filled the air, the soft lighting casting a comforting glow. A playpen sat discreetly in the corner, surrounded by toys and plush blankets. It was a sanctuary. “Rough day?” I asked, gesturing towards the plush armchair. He nodded, burying his face in the teddy. “Mr. Henderson keeps micromanaging everything.” I knelt beside him, placing a gentle hand on his back. “Sounds stressful, honey. Did you remember to wear your pull-up today?” He nodded again, a small blush creeping up his neck. “Yes, Mama.” “Good boy,” I praised, my voice soft but firm. “Did you have any accidents?”

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I had been at my new job at the breastaurant for a little over a week and I was loving it. My manager told me that he likes to check in with new girls to see how everything is going and answer any questions. He told me to meet him in his office after my shift. I was excited to tell him how much I was enjoying my job and how appreciative I am for him taking a chance on me. But when the other girls saw me heading back to his office they were acting so weird. It was like they knew something that I didn’t. So I started getting nervous that he was going to fire me or something. Maybe everyone already knew except me. I knocked lightly on the door. He yelled to come in. So I did. He told me to have a seat. So I did. Then he asked me how everything was going and how I liked the job. I told him that I loved it and that I was so grateful. He told me that he was very pleased to hear that. I was very relieved that he seemed happy with me.

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Perv Tax Season

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

We listen and we don’t judge…

Sort of. Sure, we’re no taboo, and you filthy boys get to explore your fantasies and fetishes by pushing the limits of your desires. Sometimes, it’s even us girls pushing you to jerk off to nastier, darker topics. Illegal things, even. Because it feels so good to ruin you, HOWEVER, some pervs want things so disgusting that they deserve to be taxed just for entering the chatroom. Welcome to perv tax season, you filthy fucks. Things are about to get expensive. Continue reading “Perv Tax Season”