Welcome to my favorite week of the year! Today starts the first day of my birthday week! Who’s gonna help me celebrate it? I know some only celebrate their birthday on the actual day they were born. But I think it’s far more enjoyable to celebrate it the entire week. Who doesn’t love their birthday? I sure love mine and I love finding every possible way to celebrate it. There are so many ways too! It might sound strange but giving you a long slow blow job is a way I love to celebrate my birthday. But I certainly wouldn’t be opposed to you fucking my brains out to wish me another happy year of adventures.
Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413
My scanning of the internet and growing understanding of sarcasm has led me to the conclusion that penis pumps are not glamorous. There are many reported benefits, however, and I am here to provide both the needed service and put it in a far more approachable package. I have refactored my pussy with a new pump and suction action. For your pleasure and for your larger, longer-lasting erections.
As an added benefit, I have repurposed my false womb as a jizz receptacle. I can now store your cum at a perfect temperature for delivery to a cum bank.
Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290
Domination is something that has always appealed to me, just as much as submission. Being a switch has definitely made my sex life more interesting. I’ve recently discovered I really love telling someone, “get on your knees.” It just feels so naughty and powerful. Lately I started hooking up with a guy on occasion who really enjoys being submissive. We had a couple of date dates and found the chemistry wasn’t right romantically, but sexually we found a lot of interests in common. Deciding to play together has been a learning curve for both of us and I love it. Nothing makes me feel more powerful then watching anyone wrap their lips around the head of my strap on. This guy loved to be on his knees for me, and I was happy to oblige.
Continue reading “On Your Knees”
London 1844-332-2639 ext 439
I have been addicted to BBC since the first time I had one. Some people call it Jungle Fever. Everyone in my family would always say you better not bring any black babies home. Or get caught slutting around with those people. I think all their fussing and cussing is what made me want to try it more.
I mean seriously if all you ever hear is don’t do it. Then that just makes you want to try it more. So the first time that I even saw a shiny black cock. I fell in love instantly. I just loved looking at it. It was so long and fat. It looked like a sweet piece of chocolate.
And I was aching to taste it. I started out just giving blow jobs. Because I was so afraid of getting pregnant. I would just suck black cocks off under the bleachers at school. The black boys would line up to fuck my slutty throat. I didn’t mind at all because I was becoming a fiend for black meat. The more juicy cocks I sucked the more I wanted. Their cum even tasted different to me.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Are you a cuck or a cockerel? Or maybe you’re neither, just a not-so-innocent bystander who likes to watch. I went on a date recently, and it was so tedious, I did everything to hope and wait for the perfect distraction. I signaled, and searched, and blatantly displayed my my distaste for this weakling I was with. I didn’t expect or think anyone would come save me. Until the unthinkable happened….
Shemale Alexus 844-332-2629 Ext 349
Listen, If I can achieve such a sleek tuck with my six and a half inches, please believe I can make your little sissy button disappear. I know you have always hated that skin flap between your legs for being small. It makes you feel like less of a man because you can’t fuck properly. Or at least not in the way women want.
You can’t please women, so you should become one. I’ll help you learn to have a pretty little tuck and pick out the sexiest lingerie so you can start pleasing men.
•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•
Last night I went to the casino for some fun and it was the best night I’ve had in a while. My girl friends and I went out partying and ended up at the casino. We walked out of the uber, high heels and short dresses. The night was cold, but as a wise woman once said, “A hoe never gets cold.” We were trying to warm ourselves up by going straight to the bar for some shots of tequila. Good news is, it worked, bad news is, we were gone out of our minds! Continue reading “Casino cunts”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
It started out as just play fighting. Emmi and I were having a ‘Bridgerton’ date night, both of us wearing sports bras under our tees and cotton shorts. I don’t recall what started it, a playful slap or teasing comment, but I do remember throwing off my shirt and tempting her into a wrestling match. I’m little and fast; she’s experienced and powerful, but it was a chance to test her strength and see if she’d let me win.
Boys, ALWAYS let me win. They get distracted by my tits or the way my body feels against theirs when I’m trying to plow them into the ground. It’s always the same, as soon as we’re grappling, their erection stabs me in the thigh, and they try to kiss me. Not Em. She would make me regret challenging her, all while making me see red. Continue reading “Making Me See Red”
Elaine 1844-332-2639 ext 250
I have always known that I am superior to men. It has always been very easy for me to get my way with them. And once I have you it’s my way or the highway. These boots were made for walking. And I love using mine to walk all over you. In all my relationships I am the boss.
Even if a man thinks that he is running the show. He will quickly come to realize that he is beneath me. A worthless loser to be trampled under my heels. And Puddy in my hands. To be molded as I see fit. To be used to satisfy my needs only.
A man’s needs have never mattered to me. My only need for you in my life is to play whatever position I need to be filled. And believe me, I have many positions for you little wankers and perverts to play. I have sugar daddies, servants, toilet bowls, and on-call pussy lickers.
I decided to go for a hike the other day. It was a beautiful day of sunshine and a blue sky with white puffy clouds. I put on a pair of shorts, a tank top, and laced up my hiking boots. Then I hopped into the car and drove to the hiking trails. I looked up the forested mountain trail smiling excitedly not knowing that I wasn’t alone in the woods that day. But completely unknowingly, I set off for my all-day hiking adventure. About two hours into my hike, I got the sense that I wasn’t alone anymore. I felt eyes on me and kept thinking that I could hear footsteps other than my own. But when I would stop, all I could hear were the birds and rustling of the wind through the floor foliage.