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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My trip to the zoo with my uncle was a learning experience. Or at least that’s what he told me. He said that we were going on a field trip to the zoo. It was to learn about the birds and the bees. I was so excited because I love animals. As we went from animal to animal, my uncle gave me a lesson. He told me how all of them made babies. Now I realize that he was really teaching me about sex. He was getting so turned on describing all of the sexual acts in great detail. I think he really liked how excited I got. It was so much fun to learn about it. We were there for a long time. Then we took a long drive into the forest. He said we needed to get into nature. Just like the animals. We finally parked. All we could see was trees all around us. Then he asked me if I wanted to learn about how humans have sex. I told him that I did. He just smiled and said “Good Girl Little Rachel”.

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Julie 844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Please help me Dr. Julie” he begged. “I’m addicted to the local massage parlors. You know the ones. It’s the happy endings. I can’t stop. But I really want to. My wife is going through something. She’s cold and disinterested. But I still feel guilty. I take my vows seriously. And I don’t want to do anything to risk our health and safety. But I have needs that she can’t fulfill. What am I supposed to do? How can I take care of my own needs while still respecting her? And keeping us both healthy.”

This is so easy sweetheart. It’s so simple!! The Candy Girls!!! We can give you everything you need and more! You don’t even have to leave your house! This is exactly what you need. And what you’ve been looking for.  It’s all up to you! You tell us what you want. And we give it to you! Calls, chats, cams…. You name it, we do it! And you deserve it! I’m so sorry that your wife or significant other doesn’t take care of you. You have needs. If she doesn’t take care of them, I can guarantee that the Candy Girls will!

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

He held his finger to his lips as his other hand guided his cock head into my open mouth. The house was quiet, his wife sleeping peacefully upstairs. When I came over this morning to ask for my neighbor’s assistance after locking myself out of my house, I had no idea he’d be filling my mouth as payment for his help.

I nodded at his silent instruction to keep quiet and tasted the precum already pooling at his tip. His eyes closed when my mouth sealed around him. Watching his expression of pleasure only made me want to do a better job for him. He let go of his cock and slipped his hand into my hair then started to fuck my mouth slow and steady.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Welcome to Stripper Confessions. Where I take you behind the scenes of my back-in-the-day stripper days where money was tight and rent was due.
FLASHBACK……

DJ Dollar Bill was on the mic tonight for Titty Tuesday’s and it was a packed house. “Welcome to the Player’s Club! Fellas, get ready to lose yourself tonight! Coming to the stage is the one and only, ‘Trinity’!! She’s got the moves, the curves, and the kind of energy that’ll have you spending that last dollar! You know they say diamonds are a man’s best investment. So lean in, throw it up and show some love for the baddest in the building.”

The bass from the speakers pulsed through my body as I strutted across the stage. With every slow, deliberate step, I could feel their eyes devouring me, undressing me. I wrapped my fingers around the pole, my velvet mixed skin shimmering under the neon glow lights. I whined my hips, rubbed my big breasts, and shaked my ass, seductively peeling off each piece of my clothing, strip teasing the crowd. Twirling around on the pole like a ballerina who had lost her way. My plan was to make 10k tonight. I was Continue reading “Stripper Confessions: Part 1” →

Daddy's Fun Stuff

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Mikey would do anything for Daddy’s approval, even when Daddy started offering some of that sweet, white powder in a little baggy. Mikey knew that it wasn’t a good idea, that that stuff made people do bad things, but if Daddy said it was okay, then he would listen. He started inhaling the fun stuff that made Mikey feel so good whenever Daddy would offer it, but after a few months, Daddy got stingy.

“Please, can I have some fun stuff?” Mikey was holding on to his elbow as he pleaded with his Father in the master bedroom.

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Darkest Desires

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A caller recently told me that other than himself, I was the only person in the world who knew what he truly desired. His darkest desires. The only person he’d ever shared his dark desire with. His kink is rather taboo, and naturally, he feels as if he can’t share it with anyone in his personal life. His words keep replaying in my mind. Over and over.

I’m the ONLY person who knows exactly what pleases him—the only person who can tempt the darkness in him to come out and play. No matter how dark or disturbing, he and I can explore that desire together until he achieves the most satisfaction from the naughty little idea. Do you have any idea how amazing it feels to know he’s comfortable confiding in me?

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1-844-33-CANDY Ext 423

You call me, telling me that your wife and very young daughter are out of the house. While they are gone, this is your chance to indulge into your fantasies and memories. You start by telling me about the photo of your daughter in her two piece bikini you have saved on your phone…While you are looking at her photos, your cock is out of your pants, and you are slowly stroking away. I giggle at you as you tell me the description of her, and how you feel about her. But what makes me laugh even more is how pathetic you are, and tell me that you do things with her because you’re a father with a small dick.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

The crush on my gyno was turning into my gyno being obsessed with me. I couldn’t believe it when he called me in for a third follow up! Who does that? I’d had a crush on him for a long time. Then when he was performing my first pelvic exam, I came in his face. He called me in for a follow up. He put a finger in my butt and rubbed my clit “to make sure it was all working right”. I came uncontrollably. Then he called me in for yet another follow up. He basically fucked me with the internal ultrasound wand. It was amazing. And now he was calling me in for a third follow up. What else could he possibly do to me? The weird part is that the appointment is for nine o’clock at night. I knew it seemed wrong. But it felt so right. I was so excited.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Please don’t hurt me!! Stop!” “Put your fucking hands up and turn around before I put you out of your misery whore!” “Stop it please!! Please!” “Shut the fuck up turn around.” *Slap!!* It was Friday night when a guy came up to me in the park demanding money, when I didn’t have any, he threw me to the ground. I was scared for my life. I still had so much to live for and I didn’t want to leave this world so I did what I was told. Face swollen and red, I turned around against the cold tree and let him search me.

“I swear I don’t have any money please just let me go!” “You fucking whore, if you don’t have money, I’m gonna take something else!” He started grabbing at my dress, grabbing my thighs with his disgusting and cold hands. “Wait—-what? No!” I tried to turn around to stop him and but he was so strong. He forced my legs open with his knees, ripped my panties off and shoved his cock so far up my asshole. I screamed out in agony but undying pleasure! “Ahhh!! No stop!! Please!! Don’t do this.” He was so heavy on me. His stomach Continue reading “Please Don’t Hurt Me!!” →

Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

What a wild night. One night a sweet, older gentleman client invited me over to his place after my shift at the club. I agreed. He’s a shy, quiet guy. I figured he was probably just lonely. He probably just wanted to hang out. And talk. He never seemed interested in a private dance. He didn’t give me a sexually active vibe. But he had been a regular member of the club since I’ve worked there. Maybe it just takes a lot of work to get him worked up. I was either in for a long night of hearing his stories. Or a long night of trying to get him off. All of a sudden, I was regretting and dreading it. But I knew he would ultimately make it worth my while. They all do. The club doesn’t put up with members that are rude or take advantage of the girls.

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