If you are following me on my twitter which you should be if not DO SO! Anyway if you are following me like a good boy you will know where I have been. I have a very good sugar daddy that likes to on the spur of the moment take me on trips.
He surprised me with a trip to Disneyland Paris. It was an amazing trip. I love Disney. There is nothing about Disney that I do not just simply adore. He was kissing up to me for him taking so long to get back to me.
A while back I noticed that I was being watched. I was scared at first that there was a stranger outside of my window watching me undress. That he was doing only you know who knows out there on that balcony.
I remember thinking the very first thing that I was glad the door was removed and replaced with a window ages ago. Then that’s when I noticed it. That strange tingling feeling in my loins. I was enjoying being watching.
ALYSSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 202
I don’t just “borrow” cocks. I own them. Once you experience a session with me you will belong to me. The question is, are you prepared? Don’t come for me unless you know without a doubt that you are ready for total and complete domination.
You’re a virgin, aren’t you? You pretend that you aren’t but I can spot a virgin when I talk to one. Virgins try to lie out of their ass to seem experienced but any good Mistress can tell that they’re fibbing. I know you’re embarrassed to admit that no one has ever wanted to have sex with you. You have considered buying a hooker but you’re too scared. I enjoy turning virgins into full blown sex fiends.
Olivia the teacher Torri the Student. All we are missing is you! We need someone for me to practice on. Olivia has been taking me under her sexy wing and showing me the ways to please a man other than straight fucking his brains out.
She is teaching me the soft and subtle ways to coax the cum right from a man’s balls. Ways to make him beg for release. How to edge him so close to that explosion and then just drop him right back to where he was over and over again.
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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Having a cuckold is such fun! My baby cuck just loves to be humiliated by watching how much pleasure I get from a real man. We’ve been searching for just the right man to bull for us and while the search has been fun, the giant cock we played with today has me drooling to play again.
When I say baby cuck, I don’t mean he is a diaper boy or anything THAT lame. He’s a great guy with a fun personality…just a super small dick. Like small and thin, worst combo ever, right? Thankfully, he knows his faults and wants to make sure I get pleased. Told ya, great guy!
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Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394
Oh no, I’m having one of those cravings again. What is it about your cock that makes me want to hold it, stroke it and caress it? It is literally all I’ve thought about, and if I can’t get it I’m going to lose my fucking mind. So, can we stop messing around so I can get those pants off and get to stroking that cock?
I’m going to make you crave me. You’re going to want me so badly you’re not going to be able to think straight. The thought of just the sound of my voice is going to drive you so wild you’re likely to just explode cum in your pants;
which will make me extremely happy because when that happens your going to call and tell me all about it. I’m going to make you crazy about me. So crazy that every thought you have of me is going to get your dick nice and hard.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Ok, it was Groundhog Day and Super Bowl Sunday but the only “***” I’m interested in are the paypigs. You know those of you who want to shower me with money and expect nothing in return. Well maybe humiliation and grief. Now that is my idea of fun. Another name for a groundhog is “whistlepig” so maybe you should start whistling motherfucker.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Ahhh, the end of the football season is near. So close I can smell the piled high nachos and bbq chicken wings from here. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy hosting the parties and love watching the men get all amped up over the bad plays and fumbled calls. But I’m over it. I want my normal Sundays back.
The lazy days where my husband stays in bed for hours after he would have normally woken up. Then we find some small hole in the wall place from brunch. We’d sip so many mimosa’s that pouring ourselves back into bed when we get home is the only option. Those are the best. I just have to get through this last football Sunday before I can have my days back.
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