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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I sit here, penning these scandalous words to you, my heart races with anticipation. The forbidden fruit – a taste that’s oh so sweet, yet hides a poison that could destroy lives. And yet, we’re drawn to it, aren’t we? The thrill, the danger, the sheer erotic power of our illicit affair.

I know what you’re thinking. How could I, a mere stranger, tempt you to betray your vows, to risk everything for a tumble in the sheets with me? But it’s not just about the sex, is it? No, this is something deeper, darker, more primal. A connection that transcends the mundane routines of married life.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

When we first met, I had no idea that beneath your shy, reserved exterior hid the most deliciously debased, submissive little worm. At first, I thought it was cute how you blushed at the slightest compliment, how you stumbled over your words in my presence. But as I got to know you better, I realized that your meekness was not merely a charming facade – it was the very essence of who you are.

Oh, the things you make me do to get you even slightly aroused! The filthy names I have to call you, the degrading taunts I must whisper in your ear as I “accidentally” brush against your crotch. “Is that a roll of quarters in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” I ask with a giggle, knowing full well it’s neither – it’s just your microscopic pecker twitching pathetically in its cage.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Good girl,” I say, my voice dripping with anticipation. “Now, let’s get started, shall we?” I reach down and grab your hand, leading you over to the bed. I can feel your body trembling as we walk, and I can’t help but smile. This is going to be fun. I push you down onto the bed, and you lie there, staring up at me with wide, excited eyes. You look so small and helpless, and it’s mesmerizing. I reach into my drawer and pull out a strap-on, attaching it to my hips.

“Please, Mistress,” you beg, your voice trembling. “Please fuck my rosebud.” I climb onto the bed, straddling you, and I can feel your body tense up beneath me. “You’re mine now, Tami,” I say. “And there’s nothing you can do about it.” I lean down and press my lips to yours, kissing you deeply. Then, I reach down and grab the hem of your dress, pulling it up over your hips and grab the strap-on, positioning it at your rosebud. I push forward, forcing the strap-on inside of you. You cry out in pleasure, your body writhing beneath me, as I keep pushing, forcing myself deeper

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Kadence 844-33CANDY Ext. 458

When I found out that my new school had a running club, I was so excited .  It’s just running club, but it’s a new school, and I wanted new workout clothes to look cute in. It also meant that it was time for me to pick out my first sports bra. When I got to the local department store, I had no problem finding cute shorts and matching tops to run in. Picking out my first bra was kind of a huge deal. It was more than just a piece of clothing, this meant that my body was changing and I was now developing into a big girl. 

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s DAY OF THE HEAD, baby. That’s right, the day where I worship your wonderous cock. Because today is all about giving you the best damn blowjob of your life.

I’m the goddess who kneels before your altar, ready to take your entire length down my throat. The pressure on your dick from my tight lips and tongue is a heaven you’ve never experienced before.

It’s a celebration of my oral skills and the joy I get from gazing up at you in adoration as I service you. Watching the bliss on your face as I deepthroat your cock, gagging and sputtering on your meat. Mmm that sound never gets old. My throat is your happy place and your happy place is the second my tongue wraps around your prick.

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Tonight I Dont Want A Trick or Treat

Kadence 844-33CANDY Ext. 458

It is finally Halloween night and the town around me is in full go mode enjoying all of the festivities. I would love to be trotting around, in one of my many slutty costumes, but tonight I don’t want a trick or treat, I just couldn’t pass up a cozy night at home while I had the house all to my self.  I’ve been such a good girl in school, passing all of my tests this week,  all of the studying just has me exhausted. I am totally looking forward to a quiet night home alone, I might even turn off all of the lights to keep the trick or treaters away. Daddy wouldn’t want me opening the door to all of those strangers while I’m home alone anyway. I decided to get comfortable in my favorite onesie, this one is soft and fuzzy, it feels like I’m being cuddled.  I got settled in the living room  and started painting my nails as I watched  a halloween classic on tv. Just as I was starting to think I had avoided all of trick or treaters for the night, I heard a firm knock at the door. Of course I ignored it, couldn’t they see I didn’t want to be bothered?! I rolled my eyes and turned up the tv. The knocking persisted and finally I heard a man yell “PIZZA’S HERE”  through the door. Maybe daddy decided to send me a snack !

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

 I have quite the surprise for you tonight after work. You know how you just love it when I wear a nice, lacy pair of panties for you? Well, I’ve been holding onto this one special pair for a while now, just for you.

Let me tell you, they are SO ripe and smelly after being worn for hours on end. I’ve been secretly keeping them in a plastic bag whenever I change out of them, just to really let the stench settle in. And I think you’re going to love that I even made the extra effort to cum inside them a few times too! Mmm, the inside is absolutely coated in my sticky girl cum.

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Pink Panties

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Pretty pink panties are a girl’s best friend. Not diamonds or money. Not boys or toys, no. Just pretty pink panties. Do you know why? Well, because with a good, sexy pair of soft pink undies, a girl can get just about anything she desires.

When I undress for a boy and reveal my sweet undies, I know he is going to be going crazy with desire. Simply because I pick out the cutest, most sweetest panties out there. Always so delicate yet soft to the touch, so when he begins to pet my pretty pussy, the fabric only adds to the pleasant sensation.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I will never forget the long drive home on that hot summer night. Tim and I met on an online dating website. We had been dating a couple of months when he invited me to go watch his brother’s band play about an hour away. It sounded like a lot of fun so I agreed to go. I got all dressed up and was so excited to go meet his brother, the band, and all their friends.

We had a great time dancing and drinking. Tim was driving so he had to stay sober. And I’m so glad he did because he had to keep me under control. I was feeling a little too good if you know what I mean. I was just getting really frisky and horny. I was on the verge of giving him a lap dance on the dance floor. But I held it together, until the long drive home. As he was driving I couldn’t help but lift my dress and play with myself. I gave him a show, and he was so turned on. So I pulled his cock out and started giving him the best blowjob of his life.

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Girl Talk Confessions

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

One of my favorite types of calls is girl talk confessions! I love hearing what you naughty boys do when you’re dressed up as sexy sissies. Some of you are filthy sluts, and your stories leave my jaw dropped!

A few of my lovelies likes to call me while getting dolled up. As they roll up their stockings and clip on their padded bras, they dive into the slutty details that they can’t tell anyone else. I mean, hello, who else but me knows how much of a sissy whore they are? Just the John’s they swallow, I guess.

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