WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Yes, I have an oral fixation. I just cannot get enough of a big, juicy cock. All you need to do is sit back and just imagine me sucking your hard, throbbing cock. Enjoy every second as I tease it with my hot, perfect mouth while stroking. It feels so good doesn’t it? Then right at that moment when you can’t hold back even a second longer. Moaning as you erupt with an intense, earth shattering orgasm. Then shooting your load straight into my mouth.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
“W-wait,” My little pet whimpered under me as I lined the thick strap-on under his tail. I wound the leash around my fist and tugged up harder, so his collar pulled against his windpipe. “Hold on a second,” He choked. He tried to push himself up on his hands instead of his elbows to slacken the taunt leash. “Mistress, that one is too big!”
“What was that?” I growled and rammed the strap-on into his tight little pucker. “Pets should only bark.”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Bullying a cross-dresser is so much fun. Especially, when they hold the secret so close. Threatening exposure if they don’t obey! Hehe, they just fold like little sissies. Yesterday is a perfect example of how much fun it can be. I was over at my friend’s house and couldn’t help myself; I snooped in his closet. I suspected Jason was a little faggot, but I had no proof.
He didn’t hide his stash very well. I found a chest FULL of female clothing. It was hard to hide my giddiness as I gathered the hidden clothing in my arms and burst out of his closet. “What the fuck is this?” I laughed at the horror on his face.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
A few of my girlfriends planned a hiking trip. It was supposed just to be an easy trail, up to a waterfall where we could swim and picnic, then head back home. However, Sarah said it would be like five hours max. I love the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite ways to enjoy nature, but I’m clumsy and directionally challenged.
Halfway up the trail, our sunny day changed within a blink of an eye. The wind whistled through the trees out of nowhere, and dark clouds raced overhead. With the sun gone and my hair whipping in my face, I didn’t see the moss-covered tree stump in the center of the path. Instead, I tripped, trying to catch up to the girls. Trying to right myself, I reached out for any branch, but the one I grabbed broke, and I lost my balance. My body tumbled and rolled painfully down the embankment. I finally stopped rolling and realized I was lost in the woods. Rain poured down from the angry clouds, and my friends were nowhere to be seen.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Valentine’s day, yuck. Love, yuck. Why do we even need a stupid lovey, dovey holiday when ninety percent of couples are unhappy anyway? It’s literally the dumbest day of the year. Just like every year, I won’t be going out and spreading the stupidity of the love fest.
No, for Valentine’s Day, I’m nice and comfy on my couch, in my favorite PJs, watching reality tv. The kinda stuff we should celebrate! Cheating and drama! That’s real life, not looOovveee. Just as I scrapped the last spoon full of ice cream from the empty carton, I heard a weird noise in my bedroom. Being alone in the house isn’t normally scary, but I don’t often think an intruder is hiding in my bedroom. Armed with my spoon, I tiptoe down the hall and gently nudge my bedroom door open with my toe. I’m shocked to see cupid standing on my bed with his bright red arrow aimed right at me!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Daddy has always liked my butt for as long as I can remember. He’d give me little pats as he kissed my head, and I thought it was sweet. Recently, Daddy has been looking at me differently. I was wondering if it’s because my skirts have gotten shorter or my tops have gotten tighter. Mommy hasn’t taken me shopping for clothes that fit better now that I’m growing into a young woman. It makes me happy to be Daddy’s favorite little girl, and I couldn’t stand the thought of us growing apart, so I decided to confront him.
I waited until Mommy and my sisters went shopping. I really should have gone too, but this was important to me. I said I wasn’t feeling well so I could stay home with Daddy. Only he messed up my plans because he invited over three of his friends to watch sports on TV. I should have waited to talk to him, now that I look back on it, but I was nervous he didn’t like me anymore.
What I want for Valentines day xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415
You know what I want for valentines day? Aside from a box of gourmet chocolates, I need a good old fashion fucking.We don’t need the toys and props, just our bodies. I’m talking hair pulling, throat gripping, gut stuffing fucking. I want tears of happiness to roll out of the corners of my eyes, and down my cheeks. Ever got fucked so good, you spoke in tongues? Well I want to be fluent in the language once we’re done. Grab me by the neck, and kiss me deeply While I peel off my clothes ready to receive the best fucking of a lifetime.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Unsolicited Dick Pics – That penis is still small. Why would you ever think that it was a good idea to text a pic of your little penis? There are plenty of big cocks to tease and please but yours is not it. So many choices and so many possibilities. Of course a cock connoisseur such as myself encounters all sizes of cock.
I really do appreciate all cocks but yours is well, disappointing. The really big ones are so fun to ride and squirt on. The tiniest of the tiny are just too much fun to humiliate and make fun of. You see? Every size of cock serves a purpose. Even the pathetic, small ones like yours.
Mommy’s Protein Princess. Dirty Mommy Laylene entered Tami’s room, seeing her sissy baby in the pink glow of her Hello Kitty nite lite. With a devious smirk on her face, mommy worked quickly blindfolding, binding, and tying her princess to her bed. As Tami woke mommy explained it was a big day after months of preparation, one that would require lots of patience along with some pain. Mommy next placed a pink cock shaped paci in Tami’s mouth and secures it behind her head.
Mommy then removes her pink ruffly plastic pants and soggy diaper, wiping her down slowly. She stops at her clitty cock, looking down and smiling wickedly. With a gleam in her eyes, she leans over, her long hair dangling in Tami’s face. Mommy whispers in her ear, are you ready baby, it’s your very first milking. After months of no cummies, or stroking of your clitty, you are going to be rewarded with some very special nutrients and protein for my good little princess, as mommy smiles.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
You’ve hit that age. The one where your dick isn’t working quite like it used to. However, you aren’t ready to admit that it’s because your wife no longer turns you on. She’s noticed how you fall flaccid during sex, and she begs you with sad eyes, “Is it me?”
You say no, but you know it is. You get hard as a rock for porn (or me), so clearly, she is the problem. Yet, you want to keep your marriage a happy one, so you lie. You tell her it isn’t her, and NOW she is sending you to the doctor to get tested. She thinks there is something wrong with your testicles. To shut her up, you go. So, of course, you go. She’s been pushing you around for years. The doctor has ordered a sample to test your production. How Awkward. You should have just been truthful and said your wife no longer turns you on.