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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Danny was ready to become Danni. Danny was my curious panty boy friend in high school. I recently introduced him to Mr. Martin and they hit it off. I even helped teach Danny how to suck Mr. Martin’s dick and I helped Mr. Martin fuck Danny’s virgin asshole. But Danny was ready to take it a step further. He was ready to go full drag and surprise Mr. Martin. Danny already had beautiful blonde shoulder length hair. So all we needed was some make up and an outfit. At the lingerie store we picked out a beautiful purple lace teddy. He said that Mr. Martin told him that he looks great in purple. So we found a sparkly little purple dress and shoes to match. Then he wanted to find some purple metallic eyeshadow. We also got glittery blush for her cheeks, black eyeliner and mascara, and fuchsia lipstick and nail polish. Then I suddenly realized that she needed a mani pedi. So we found the perfect place and they used the fuchsia nail polish on her fingers and toes. It looked so good on her.

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Women's Clothing

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Skirts, bras, panties, stockings… high heels. It’s time you stopped thinking of these things as “Women’s clothing.” They are for you, too. I mean, they come in your size and look so good on your body. If wearing panties under your work clothing makes you happy, why shouldn’t you wear them?

Don’t you feel more confident when soft, nylon stockings hug your every curve under a pair of your boring jeans?

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I am still in shock over Mr. Martin’s confession. I’d already decided that I wasn’t going to tell him that Mrs. Martin had come into work. She’d found credit card receipts and suspected that he was having an affair. There was no way I could tell her that it was me, or that he also messed around with my uncle. But none of that even mattered anymore. He confessed that he wanted more. He wanted me to find him a young boy my age. Then he wanted me to teach him how to pleasure a man like Mr. Martin. Wow, it was all a lot to swallow. Pun intended, lol. But none the less, I was ready to find the perfect boy for him. And I knew deep down who that was. My friend from HS Danny. He had always been a curious panty boy. So I contacted him and sure enough he was on board with the plan.

When Danny got to my apartment, his apparent giddiness proved how excited he really was. I got him all dressed up in some of my lingerie. Then we heard a knock on the door. It was Mr. Martin.

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sissy task

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“I can’t. Please, don’t make me.” Aaron whimpered as we walked through the mall towards the lingerie store. I inhaled deeply, annoyed by the whining. He’s been begging for a sissy task for so long. Claiming he’d do anything I asked of him, so … here we are.

My hand slipped into my pocket and rubbed the remote tucked inside. The remote in my hand controlled the G-spot toy plugged into his ass. My thumb turned the dial, making the plug hum inside of him. His knees buckled, and he grabbed my arm for support. “Oh, Goddess Rita, please. I changed my mind.” I brushed his hands off of me and nodded towards the bubble gum pink store. The look in my eyes was more than enough. Aaron straightened himself and walked in.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Every year I enter all of my Christmas goodies into the bake sale. Because all proceeds go towards buying gifts for kids that wouldn’t otherwise be receiving gifts during the holiday season. So I spent the weekend busy baking. The house was permeated with the sexy aroma of cinnamon. Cinnamon is the ultimate aphrodisiac. I was starting to get a throbbing sensation along with a gush of wetness. I had an hour before the pumpkin spice bread was going to be done. So I decided to have some self care time if you know what I mean. Maybe self pleasure is a more accurate description. And that’s exactly what I was doing when I heard a knock. When I opened the door, I must have looked flushed. It was a delivery driver and he needed my signature. But he looked at me and grinned as if he could tell what I had been doing. Or maybe I was just feeling self conscious. Either way, I know I turned bright red. And I’m positive that I was acting guilty and embarrassed. But what made it so much worse it that he was so sexy and I was so horny.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 ext 453

Orgies with Cumhard are so freaking hot!  Let’s put it this way, he comes by his nickname honestly. He’s a handsome man with sweet eyes and an innocent smile. But don’t let that fool you. He’s a very virile man with the sexual stamina of a stallion. He can easily handle a dozen or more girls at once.

The other day, Amber, Cory, and I had the pleasure. It all started when we were sitting around at work waiting for some action. Cory was sitting there playing with herself. And Amber was sucking on my tits. That’s when Cumhard walked in. “What’s going on in here, ladies?” He asked with a devious grin and pure excitement in his eyes. We confessed, “we were just fantasizing about an orgy with you”. He took off his shirt and we took off his pants and started playing with his cock and balls. Amber and Cory started sucking on his balls while I was sucked on his cock.

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Shackled Parade

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The holiday season always brings so many parades. Light parades, float parades, Grinch parades! I mean, every weekend in December, you can find somewhere to watch a beautiful display. It gave me an idea! I called up each of the Candy girls and invited them to what I’d call my Shackled Parade. Each of us would bring and dress up a sissy doll to parade in front of the other girls.

Only, as the name suggests, each sissy would have shackles around their hands and ankles. The girls were giddy and accepted excitedly! I knew exactly how I’d dress my slut!

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

He loves my feet! I mean, I always knew he thought they were cute. And I knew he had a little bit of an obsession with my shoes and toenail polish. The first thing he would do when I saw him was look down at my feet. He was so curious about the shoes I was wearing and what color of toenail polish I had on. But I thought that he just thought my feet were cute. I didn’t realize he had a full on foot fetish, specifically with my feet. Until the day he confessed to me. He told me that the very first day he met me and saw my feet, he knew he had to have them. Not “me”, “them!” He told me that he had never seen feet that cute, perfect, and sexy in his entire life. I was beginning to feel a little self conscious at this point. Especially because of the way he was acting. He couldn’t take his eyes off my feet while he was telling me about his addiction to them. His eyes turned feral and he started to salivate.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

You won’t believe the Thanksgiving surprise I had. My mom asked if I could help her prepare because she had 28 guests coming to Thanksgiving dinner. While we were setting the table, she began to go over the guest list with me. She told me that she had invited the Martins. I started to think about how awkward that’s going to be. Mr. Martin is a close friend of my dad’s. Growing up, he was like an uncle to me, and his wife was like a sweet aunt. But now things were very complicated. Mr. Martin and I have gotten very close. He doesn’t want anyone to know that he came into my work with another woman. I don’t want anyone to know where I work. Neither one of us wants anyone to know that we have begun to have an affair. And we certainly don’t want anyone to know what happened when he was at my apartment the other night. My uncle let himself in and caught us. Then he made Mr. Martin suck his dick. Then he fucked Mr. Martin so hard that he came everywhere.

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It was time for Mr. Stinky’s Fall photos. So I did some research and found the perfect spot. The huge pumpkin patch just outside of town was getting rave reviews. So I picked out the cutest little fall outfit for him. It was a soft sweater vest over a button up with khaki pants. He looked so precious. I was so anxious to go show him off to everyone.

When we got there, it was packed. So many families and photographers. I picked him up and we headed over to our spot. Everyone was looking at him and whispering about how adorable he was. All I could hear was all the little girls saying “aww, omg, look at him, he’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen”. I set him down on the pumpkin right in the middle of our little patch. He looked right at the photographer and smiled, like a natural little model. Then all of a sudden, I saw that look in his eyes. Oh no, this can’t be happening, I thought. But I knew, deep down,  that it was. That’s when I started to smell it. The photographer had absolutely no clue. He just kept snapping.

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