XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Therapist Laylene’s newest – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.
Oh? You did what? My dad’s cock looked so interesting, but I didn’t know how to tell him, and I didn’t want to look clueless or unsure around him, so I played with my brother’s cock first.
Older or younger brother, I asked.
Younger. Much younger.
So, Polly is a molesting whore herself, and not just any kind of molesting whore, but the mind that molests younger brothers.
Tell me what you did to your much younger brother you filthy whore.
Well, he was sitting playing with his toys and I got on my knees, opened his legs, pulled his cock out of his pants, and started sucking on it.
What did you think of it, Polly?
I liked it, she told me. Liked what, I asked.
I liked the way it got hard and I liked the power I had. I liked the way it tasted. I like the way it felt in my mouth.
Did your brother like it? No, he didn’t.
Why didn’t you stop? Because I liked it, and I didn’t care about him.
Continue reading “Hey Guys Meet Polly – Therapist Laylene’s Newest – Part 2”
Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243
Every year, my Dad’s company has this big ol’ Christmas party, and this year, he decided to take me. It was a really fancy party, so we had to dress up! Mommy bought me this stunning white, velvet, knee-length dress that sparkled all over. I felt like such a Princess on his arm as he introduced me to all of his coworkers.
I was so nervous to meet Daddy’s Boss because he is a very important man. Very rich and smart! Everything I want in a husband one day. Before I could meet him, though, some tipsy floozy who was tripping over my Dad spilled red wine all down my dress! I screamed, so distraught over my beautiful new dress being ruined, but Daddy sent me off to one of the back offices to see if I could dab it up with paper towels.
Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410
Thick thighs don’t actually save lives. Between them, men find heaven, and you’d do anything to get between mine. These soft, chunky, thick thighs wrapped around your head, muffling the sounds of my moans as they cover your ears. You can’t even look up at me as your tongue digs deep between my folds, and your hands rub at the back of my thighs.
Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303
When I was younger I had a schoolgirl crush on this guy named Tommy. He was so fucking sexy, tattoos, spacers, piercings. My cute, young, shaved pussy would get so wet every time I would see him.
One day we were in the library, I was wearing a short plaid skirt. My tits had gotten so much bigger then and they were popping out of my shirt. I was rummaging through a bin of books beside where Tommy was sitting when I dropped one and bent over to pick it up. My skirt was too short, I could feel the cold breeze of the fan nearby hitting my bare ass cheeks. When I stood upright and looked at Tommy he was drooling and his pants seemed wet in the crotch area.
He stood up and was staring at me in such an aggressive way, it seemed scary but my pussy was soaked. He grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear, “Walk back to the end of the stacks where no one can see us too clearly”…I was shaking but my pussy was so wet. I wanted to be a good girl and do as I was told.
Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
Birthday Girl Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
“He WHO!” I yelled. Anna’s lips opened like she was going to tell me, and then I saw her gaze flick to somewhere behind me, and her mouth snapped shut.
“Is the birthday girl ready?” A familiar voice tickled me from behind. Chloe, I turned to look for her, and she gently touched my bare lower back. “I just don’t know who’s more excited! Eek!”She squealed as I shook my head, confused over what was happening, as she started to push me toward the stage.
Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
So many of you look over my photos and think I’m obtainable. I’m not lol. No matter how much you pay or how well you service me, you’ll still be just a toy. Just a cuck, just a loser, I push around for my entertainment. I’m not the kind of girl who enjoys dating in the sense most people think of the word.
Yes, I love to be taken out. Wined and dined till your wallet begs for you to stop spoiling me. But when your wallet taps out, so do I.