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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

It’s that time of year!  Time for each of us to make our New Year’s resolutions.  We make promises to ourselves and to others about how we’re going to improve ourselves or the world around us in the coming year.  We’re two days away from 2025 and I’ve thought long and hard about what should be my resolution.  It’s pretty simple, isn’t it?  Of course, my main resolution needs to be to become an even bigger slut.  My goal for this coming year is to suck and fuck even more dicks than any other year.  You might think it couldn’t be possible, but I promise you that I can absolutely bring it to fruition.

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Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456

I just found out my father-in-law is a freak! Oh yeah, he and his wife like to have fun! So I had them over for dinner last night and fun was what was on the menu. Eating like normal I let my foot start to travel up his leg. He dropped his fork and looked at his wife who wasn’t paying any attention. Then he looked right at me and I smiled. Letting my foot get closer and closer to his cock. He looked at his son he already figured out what I was about to do.

Needless to say, he wasn’t happy about it but as a cuck, he knows he has no say in who I fuck with or when. Now at his cock I can feel a stiffy starting to form. It’s time for a little toe Quan-do the sexy way. My body is a sexy weapon and that includes my sexy toes. I use them to undo his zipper and slide my foot right inside of his pants. I just love that slit in a man’s boxers. Perfect for sliding something out and in.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 Ext 204

I just rented a movie with a few friends and I was a very very naughty girl! The Jumanji movie with the Rock Johnson in it! He is just so damn hot with his sexy Samoan ass. I mean for real what do they feed them boys over there? There are so many hot guys that come from there. Well, there and Hawaii just in that general area. I would just love to be the white cream of any kind between The Rock and Jason Momoa and maybe throw WWE member Roman Reigns in for dessert and Miss Torri would be a happy camper.

Well, more than a happy camper. Really I can’t imagine the dirty things those big strong men could do with my tiny teen body. I would be more of an exhausted, spent, cum covered, never gonna move again, with a premiant smile on my face camper. I was watching that new movie and I got myself so worked up I just couldn’t help myself. The movie room was packed with all my friends I had over, and I just HAD to slide my fingers down my pants.

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1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

“Fuck, I can’t believe I married a guy with a dick the size of my pinky.”

I say to you as I slap your dick with my hand and give a sarcastic laugh. You flinch at the touch, looking down at your small dick. I’ve never seen you erect, even after all the times I’ve tried to get us both in the mood. You look away, ashamed, trying to hide it. I roll my eyes, and walk away from you. You’re always so shy when I try to have sex with you. I can’t even count the number of times I’ve had to initiate. And when we do, I always end up disappointed. It’s always the same, you fumble around trying to get it in, I try to make the best of it, but eventually, you just can’t get it up anymore. I fake an orgasm just to end the misery, and then roll over to sleep, pretending I’m satisfied. Continue reading “Your Small Dick is Worthless” →

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Miss Julie’s Sissy Institute is a boarding school for sissies. We only accept true, genuine sissies that have proven themselves through an extensive application process. Upon arrival, the students are stripped of anything masculine. We do not allow boys’ clothing or any boys’ belongings. The little sissies are given their own small, private rooms that we call boudoirs. They come fully furnished and equipped with everything a little sissy needs. Every sissy gets a full wardrobe. Every room has a white dresser with pink handles that contains the weekday uniforms. The bottom drawer is the little skirts. There are five different ones for each day of the week. Next drawer up are the girly tops to go with them. The middle drawer is full of frilly, lacy nighties. Second drawer down is all of the cable knee socks and little lacy bralettes. The top drawer is full of days of the week panties. They are color coordinated to match each of the five school girl uniforms. There’s also a pink dresser. It contains all kinds of fun, girly, lacy, frilly weekend clothes. There are many more options in the weekend wardrobe. This includes panties in all kinds of different styles, colors, and prints.

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Early this morning, a horny crossdresser found me in the chatroom and let me know that his wife was asleep, not twenty feet from where he wanted to play with me.

I love to see how filthy slut will dress to impress me, so I told him to get dressed and bring a dildo back to the living room to see if we could be sneaky right there in front of his sleeping bitch. He returned wearing a pink latex thong, an open-back teddy with matching stockings, and five-inch pink high heels. Mmm, color me impressed.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I whimpered as my hands pulled at the red ropes holding my wrists to the bedpost. “Please, just let me touch you.” Sean ignored my pleas and peeled the wrapper off yet another candy cane. My body was covered with the sticky sugar. Two hours ago, he had stripped my body and told me I needed to relax a little. He said he would make me feel so good that all my holiday stress would melt away.

I believed him, and he was kind of right. I wasn’t thinking about work or family drama when he used the hairdryer to melt the candy cane over my nipples. The way the red and white stripes ran over my breasts as they liquified was beautiful. He was slow and meticulous and did not allow me to deviate from his plans.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This weekend I found myself in a diaper emergency! It’s Christmas time and I’m at a festive holiday party with my boyfriend Jake. It’s been a magical evening so far, with delicious eggnog, twinkling lights, and the faint scent of pine. Jake has been having a bit too much fun though, knocking back cocktail after cocktail.

Our host, my friend Holly asks me how my night is going. I sigh. “He’s been holding his drinks about as well as a toddler. I’m afraid he’s going to have an accident if we don’t do something.”

I hear a distinct splashing sound. I whirl around to see Jake, a goofy grin on his face, standing in a spreading puddle. Mortified, I rush over and kneel down.

“Jake! Oh no! Quick, go change into your spare clothes from the car!”

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m 100% Daddy’s free use brat. Like, no hesitations, no games, no boundaries. My pussy is yours for the taking whenever you want it, and I’ll always be ready to serve it up like the good little bratty girl I am.

Sure, I might mouth off and act a hot mess sometimes, but that’s just my attitude. Deep down, I live for the thrill of being used and loved by a strong, dominant man like you. There’s something so hot about pushing your buttons and watching you lose control, all while I’m writhing in ecstasy on your cock.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re wearing those nylon stockings I got you, right? I want to feel your tongue on my toes. Lick them like you love them, and I might give you a treat.” Justin’s face lights up, his eyes sparkling like the stars above. He’s always been a sucker for Amber’s feet, especially when she’s wearing her favorite pair of nylon stockings. He can’t help but feel aroused at the thought of her asking him to lick her toes. “Yes, Amber. I’m wearing them. I’d be happy to lick your toes for you.”

“Good boy,” Amber says, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Come here and take off my shoes.” Justin eagerly complies, crawling over to Amber on his hands and knees. He reaches for her feet, gently removing her shoes and socks, revealing her perfect, pedicured toes. He can’t help but stare at them for a moment, admiring their beauty before he begins to lick them. Amber moans softly as Justin’s tongue makes contact with her skin. He starts at her heel, licking his way up to her toes, savoring the taste of her skin. He takes each toe into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them, feeling her tremble with pleasure.

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