Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

What do we have here? Seems like you’ve been sitting here for a long time. Waiting for a nice little tight cunt to saunter over your way. Of course, you don’t go out hunting for pussy, you know what you have going for you. But the girls are prudish, they aren’t ready to come play with you. Most of them, at least. But the minority of dirty whores like me that grace the planet without hot bodies and soft voices always find you. And look at this! My little pussy in your face. Tell me what it smells like. Lust?

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

As long as I can remember, I’ve loved Betty Boop. Not only is she sexy, but she’s adorable. Bimbo is her lesser-known boyfriend. The funny thing about Blake was that he reminded me of Bimbo in some ways.

As of late, I have been loving fucking James. After all, he was Daddy’s choice for me. His cock was so big and yummy and I loved when he ravished all my holes.

Now, I’m having a bath in my clawfoot tub thinking about how I can make it up to Blake for being such a cum slut with James. Closing my eyes, all I’m thinking is Boop-Oop-a-Doop, Blake loves Betty Boop and big boobs.

After towelling off, I browse my clothing racks to find something suitable. Finally, I decided on a super short red cocktail dress. I feel good with a black garter belt on my right thigh and black 6-inch high black Louboutins. To add, I put on gold hoops and a gold bracelet.

I headed downstairs, and I lay on top of Daddy’s Steinway & Sons Fibonacci Piano.

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Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437

 

Dear Diary,

Today I decided that it was time for me to put mommy in her place and show her just how much of a daddys girl I really am! She thinks she can ground me just cause I broke curfew a few times this week. We’ll see what daddy has to say about that. I slipped into a tiny little pair of silk panties and a matching little nightie and waited for him to walk through the door.

The second daddy walked in mommy opened her mouth to tell him that I was grounded. Ugh she’s so annoying! That’s ok, now she gets to watch and see just what a naughty daddys girl I am for him, especially when it comes to me getting my way. I ran right up to daddy and threw my arms around his neck. My tight young body pressed right up against his and I could feel him instantly get hard for me. I started to pout while I told him what a mean mommy she is. Of course daddy wasn’t having his good girl get all upset.

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Mr. Johnson Fucks My Satin Panties

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Whenever I’m sitting at the Johnson’s house, I get so horny. Mr. Johnson is the perfect man. He’s a great dad, a good husband, and so funny. As soon as I put the kids to bed, I go into their bedroom and get naked. Then I take one of his business shirts from the closet and pull it over me. I love how the collar smells, and for a few hours, I pretend I’m his wife.

Once I had his shirt on, I lay on his side of the bed and inhaled his pillow. The man smells like sin and sex, and I can’t help but rub my fingers over the crotch of my satin panties as I fantasize about what it would be like to be with him. I was so wrapped up in my daydream the last time I did this that I didn’t hear his car pull into the drive. Nor did I hear him walk up the stairs and into the bedroom.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Your eyes don’t open but you are slightly awake. Not enough to comprehend what is happening around you, or where you are. It’s warm, comfy, probably a bed. You still feel the pull of sleep in your mind. Everything is groggy, but you feel amazing. This sleep is the best you’ve had in a while. Why in the world do you feel so good? There is bliss running through your body. No nap will ever top this. As the minutes go on, you wonder what is happening. Why do you feel so good, your toes curling into the sheets underneath you? The sheets rustle.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

How long has it been since you felt as good as you deserve? Probably longer than you would like. And I get that. How can you devote so much time to finding the perfect pussy that will please you whenever you desire? Again, not enough. But how can you remedy this issue that plagues so many men? It’s a hard, hard problem to solve, isn’t it? Well, worry no more. That is why we are here, us ladies on this site. But I know you’re reading this to find out more about me. So, I will explain why I would love to be the one to please you.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Moving on, it’s New Year’s Day and I’m feeling flabby. What can I say? Holiday cookies and eating are just so yummy! Thank goodness my condo building has a gym. When I looked at myself in the mirror, weighing myself and seeing 116 pounds on the scale. I, therefore, decided to hire a personal trainer.

Now, my condo building’s gym is really nice. Top-of-the-line equipment. Full-size Olympic swimming pool, sauna, and hot tub.

It is barely used by people. It makes me feel like I have my own private gym oasis.

The trainer I hired is named Mark. All I knew about him was that he was fucking jacked, hot, and looked like he was packing a massive package.

Furthermore, I was wearing black Lulu Lemon leggings that were cinched a little bit so they really highlighted my phat ass. All I had on top was a pink Under Armour sports bra. On my feet were my black and pink Air Jordans.

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
I have such a fun story! The last time I was at the mall, there was a little mall Santa booth set up for pictures. And of course, I wanted my picture with that nice old man taken! It is always so fun to get pictures with him. They make good cards, blah blah blah. You know the drill. Anyway, I lined up with all the other people to get a chance to sit on his jolly ol’ lap. Took forever, but those eyes he gave me when he saw me automatically made it all worth the wait.
 

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Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Last Christmas, I stayed at my mom’s new place with her and my stepdad. She has a super tiny apartment with only one bedroom and bathroom, so I slept on their couch. My mom woke me up as she was bustling around the kitchen. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes when I asked her what she was doing.

She told me she was getting ready to run down to the bakery. It only opened for a few hours on Christmas morning and sold the best honey buns. They are my stepdad’s favorite, so she wanted to get fresh, warm ones for him to enjoy this morning. She kissed me on the forehead while jangling her keys from her pocket and said she’d be back in an hour or two since the line was bound to be around the block already.

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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

I see you in the audience of the recital. Maybe you are there supposed to be watching a daughter or son sing the same stupid Christmas songs they sing every year, but this year is different because as you sit beside your wife, you’ve been eye fucking me through every chorus. She doesn’t notice because she watches the show through her phone. She sways and mouths the lyrics while you try to hide your boner with your Christmas scarf.

My skirt is shorter than everyone else on the stage, and the filthy spark in my eyes has you thinking about how much you’d love to have my teen cream all over your face.

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