Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
You want me to what?
I was visiting my friend who lives in a co-ed dorm. I didn’t make it into the school I wanted to go to, but spending the weekend with her makes me feel like a cool, smart college girl. She has an early class on Monday mornings; we had to cut our partying short on Sunday night just so she wouldn’t be too hungover. However, she said I could chill in her room and wait till her class was over. Then we’d find trouble!
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Guess who’s got the best mouth in the south? Kinky little Krysta does. I have a tad bit of a reputation for the ways I can twist up my tongue. You’d be amazed how many wiggles a tongue can wiggle with a mouth fulla dick. But, that terrible little daddy issue I have makes my desire to please men color my mind. I’m almost blind with the desire to make you cum in my mouth.
By Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext. 410
On lazy days when I have no obligations, I like to hang out on public transit and see how many stranger handjobs I can give. With everyone having to wear masks now, it can be even more fun. I start in a seat all by myself, somewhere near the back of the bus.
Watching as men of all ages get on and off. Some stare into their phones and never notice me, while others seem to sense my desire. I wear tiny little skirts so I can open my thighs as an invite. Showing off my panties is a good start to getting those stranger’s dick hard.
HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300
If you can’t handle a high maintenance bitch, you might want to step off now. All you guys who say oh, that girl is too high maintenance, etc. That’s so lame. Do you really want a low maintenance chick? A girl that has no self-worth or doesn’t invest in herself?
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
I was lying on my bed reading a book when I heard the faint sounds of his truck. The ice cream man was in my neighborhood. I hopped up out of bed and darted down the stairs and outside to the street. Looking up and down, listening for the twinkling sounds of his music for which direction he would be coming from.
A few more seconds passed as I listened and then I saw him! The big white truck with the pink ice cream cone on the top rounded the corner at the top of the street. No one was following him as he drove slowly toward me. I started jumping up and down. Waving my arms as my big tittles flopped this way and that.
By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Cocky boys are the best to break. That big, alpha swagger crumbles so beautifully when bound the correct way. For example, after the game last night, I asked the quarterback if he wanted to celebrate his win in a new way. With a sexy smile, he threw his arm around my shoulder and said he was done for anything.
Like any all-American football player, Jacob was what I would describe as “sturdy.” Jacob’s big body was built for dominating, and he did, on and off the field. However, tonight, I was going to have my way with him.
By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Things weren’t looking so good for this mean girl. I’d been on the warpath. Messing up boys and tormenting them for my pleasure. Well, someone ratted me out to Daddy, and he was MAD! He’d always told me girls were supposed to be sweet and submissive.
Not bossy and mean. He’s told me so often that girls like me are meant to be little cum rags who obey and pleasure men without being asked. Well, that shoe wasn’t really fitting, and I was over being treated like a doormat. But, of course, I never told Daddy that. He wouldn’t have cared how I was feeling about it.
By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Every time I pull down my little shorts, there is a full moon rising! Look at it all this booty! Does it bring out the beast in you to see all this pale, teenage BBW flesh? Being a man is so difficult, isn’t it? All those urges that build up inside of you. All those pretty little girls who tease you on purpose! You can feel the monster trying to claw its way out of your skin even as you try your best to hold it back.
You can’t control it anymore! Not with my full moon wanting for you to change!
By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Pillow pals are so comforting! They can give you hugs when you are sad or be great additions to tea parties when your real friends can’t make it. However, there is ONE other thing my soft, little pillow pals are good for. When I get really horny, and Daddy isn’t around, I like to smash one of my pillow pals between my legs.
This one pretty pal has a big, honking, plastic nose! It feels so good when I grind my tight, tiny clit against it. I hump it fast and hard until my pussy is right on the edge of cumming, and then I stop for a few minutes to give my pal all the kisses and hugs for helping me feel so good.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
People say it’s the quiet girls you got to watch out for, and it’s true. No one ever thinks about the bookworm at the back of the library being a naughty little slut, but I am. I love hanging out at the library cus that’s where the smart guys are.
They come in looking all sexy with their glasses slipping down their nose, and they are scanning the shelves for a particular spine, but then they see me. On my knees with my hands in my panties. Tongue out just begging to give them the best bookworm blow job they’d ever experienced.