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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

You are definitely gonna need to catch up with part 1 first – so click here before you go on.

There we were met with our 12th Day of Celebration. Standing there waiting for us were all 12. Wearing nothing but loin clothes as I pulled up. One of them opened the door and lifted Tami out. All 12 gathered and we proceeded down the stairs – almost like a procession. It is a special Sinful Day you know. Our favorite song from our favorite band played loud as the lights flickered and pulsated. Tami high in the air as they walked her towards the altar.

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Prance This Way

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Prance on over here, Sissy girl. I know how hard it is for you, sissy sluts and crossdressers. All you think about and wish to discuss is clothing, make-up, and being girlie. However, you can’t share that side of yourself with anyone in your life. You have to hide it, and that crushes your glittery soul, doesn’t it?

Don’t worry! That’s exactly what sex doll best friends are for!

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Heather—- 1844-332-2369 ext. 450

I thought this was going to be a regular blowjob.  Boy, was I wrong!  It started off normal.  I was sucking his cock and moving up and down.  The next thing I know He puts his hand on the back of my head and basically slammed his cock down my throat.  I don’t remember EVER having that much cock in my mouth! The next thing I know I’m choking so bad!  Tears are running down my face, and I’m finding it hard to catch my breath.  The whole time he is mess talking.  Saying things like, “you’re not doing all that big girl talking now…..are you”?  I couldn’t even answer because my mouth was over full.  After a few minutes of this, he gathered my hair in one hand, and used it to pull my head away from his cock.  He asked me if I had learned my lesson.  The only response that I had was,” yes, DADDY”.  He appeared to be thinking about it, and then said, “nope, I don’t think that you have.”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

It was unusually warm for January. For a while now, I have been working out with and fucking my trainer, Mark. Not that I minded, Mark was fucking hot and so muscular.

The night before, Mark texted me and said we should run outside because it would be such a nice January day. There are some trails right near where I live. People and families bike and walk their dogs on them all the time.

This day, I was wearing a Gym Shark outfit. So cute, pink leggings and a pink sports bra. Gym Shark outfits are often ruched in the perfect spots, so they highlight my perky tits and peachy ass. On my feet were white, pink, and purple Air Jordans. Honestly, I don’t love to wear my Jordans outside, but I just look so damn hot in them.

Mark had instructed me to meet him at the opening of Trail 22, it was nice here. The maple trees had all lost their leaves but there were lush evergreen and spruce trees everywhere. The trails were also well maintained, they were surrounded by forest but they were well kept.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The year was 2019. Still attending the same prestigious private school. Wearing my short plaid skirts and slutty white shirts every day, I had become quite popular. I guess that’s what happens when you can constantly see my huge perky tits and bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall. Not to mention, word around school was I was a slut. 

Ironically, 2019 was around the time Y2K fashion was trendy again and it was New Year’s Eve. Tommy was having a massive party to ring in the new year and anyone who was anyone would be there. Y2K themed, to make it fun. 

Back then, my drink of choice was watermelon Smirnoff with pink lemonade. It tastes exactly like Jolly Ranchers.

When I arrived at Tommy’s house, I looked hot and right on theme. I was wearing a short dark-wash jean skirt, barely covering my tits was a bright pink, blue, and purple floral daisy crop top. I had on black fishnets and pink Dr Marten’s. My hair was in loose curls, held up with a bright purple scrunchie. My lips are so kissable with hot pink lipstick.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I’ve grown bored with my day-to-day routine. Wake up, get ready for the day, drop my son off at school, and then wait. I wait for school to be over; I wait for my husband to get home. Rinse and repeat. I’m just bored. And what’s a bored housewife to do? Get my real estate license! It shouldn’t be that hard to sell a house, right?

I mean, I’m a pretty girl, and I know how to give a home tour. So I drove to my local broker’s office and told him I was interested in going down this path and was hoping he could guide me. He gave me once over and stood up from his desk. “I have a showing in ten minutes; I’ll take you along. You can be my real sexy estate assistant.”

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TAKEN BY SURPRISE

I know he had to be to work by 7 AM sharp  and this was the fourth night in A ROW going to sleep without atleast rubbing my kitty a little. Not even a middle of the night hard on “LATE NIGHT SPECIAL”.I tossed and turned periodically through the night deprived.  Until I tossed the last time and checked the clock, it was 5:45 AM. I inched up close to him and took in that sexy manly smell I loooved coming off him, then began to slowly start brushing my hand up against his manhood. I couldn’t Continue reading “TAKEN BY SURPRISE” →

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Therapist Laylene’s newest  – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Oh? You did what? My dad’s cock looked so interesting, but I didn’t know how to tell him, and I didn’t want to look clueless or unsure around him, so I played with my brother’s cock first.
Older or younger brother, I asked.
Younger. Much younger.
So, Polly is a molesting whore herself, and not just any kind of molesting whore, but the mind that molests younger brothers.
Tell me what you did to your much younger brother you filthy whore.
Well, he was sitting playing with his toys and I got on my knees, opened his legs, pulled his cock out of his pants, and started sucking on it.
What did you think of it, Polly?
I liked it, she told me. Liked what, I asked.
I liked the way it got hard and I liked the power I had. I liked the way it tasted. I like the way it felt in my mouth.
Did your brother like it? No, he didn’t.
Why didn’t you stop? Because I liked it, and I didn’t care about him.

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Christmas Tree Carfuffle

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Okay, so it’s not December yet, but I wanted to put up my Christmas tree! I just think a good, well-decorated Christmas tree helps the Thanksgiving esthetic, ya know? But I am so tired of fake trees or the ones you buy from the fire station that are already dried out and basically a pile of pine needles on your floor. I wanted a healthy, hand-picked Christmas tree.

And I live close enough to the woods that there literally was nothing stopping me from going out and chopping down my own tree! I’m an independent woman who is so capable of something like that. So I put on my knee-high boots, the ones without heels, a flannel over shirt, cus it felt right, and off I went. Axe in hand, I was gonna get myself my own damn tree.

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Extreme Phone Sex – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Well, tell us about that. Turns out she could only get two inches down her tiny throat. She compared herself to feeling like a ragdoll. I corrected her, Ragdolls don’t get fucked after all, or suck cock. But sex dolls do. Maybe it was a sex doll that you were. Or a little socket to stick his cock in, to be tossed aside and discarded when he was done.

No Laylene, and more tears. Why is this so upsetting, I asked. She had trouble responding so I moved our therapy to something a little easier, having her describe her underage cunt. Its look, its feel, its texture, what made it enticing, valuable, interesting.

Those details were amazing, and many breakthroughs happened. You’ll have to call me to hear about them, but we didn’t stop there, continue we did. And that led to my favorite part of any therapy session ever.

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