*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
It’s Halloween time so you know what that means, sexy costumes for my sissy girls! It’s the best time of year for my girls. When all my little sissies can shed their inhabitations and look sexier than ever.
All year long you secretly wear lingerie, panties and the hottest women’s clothing. But on Halloween all bets are off and the sexy costumes come out in full force!
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Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330
I guess it’s high time I share the tale of how my juicy ass earned its reputation round these parts. Folks round here say I’ve got the kind of cushion a fella needs for some serious poundin’ against my sweet pink pussy.
I remember the first time I caught our farmer boy neighbor, Jeb, eyein’ me up real good. He’d been helpin’ my daddy out in the fields since he was knee-high to a grasshopper, but there was somethin’ new in his gaze that summer. One hot July evening, after the sun dipped below the pine trees, Jeb came knockin’ on our screen door. He looked at me with them big, hungry eyes, and I knew exactly what he wanted.
“Well, what brings ya to our doorstep?” I asked, swishin’ my skirt around as I sashayed to the door.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I never fail to amuse myself with the way my puppet squirms under my control. I hold the strings and he does my bidding, stroking and writhing as I toy with him.
His has a real name, but to me, he’s just my achiest puppet. I adore the way he moans with lust as I tease him. As I instruct him not to cum. To goon like an idiot for me. He’s always begging for more, his pleas deliciously desperate. But I hold back, pulling the strings to keep him just on the precipice, never allowing that sweet release.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
I’ve made a grave mistake. As the undertaker, it’s my job to prepare my clients for their first event in permanent darkness. Most often, families want to present their loved ones one last time wearing something elegant. So a wedding dress or tuxedo isn’t unusual.
I’m telling you this because it’s how my mistake started. A man came in six weeks ago. He was beautiful even in his state. I was informed he had met his maker while cheating on his wife with some hot piece of ass from his office. His heart couldn’t handle the excitement, and he departed with a hard-on. A very large hard-on, to be precise. Of course, his wife was embarrassed and humiliated, and requested that I find a way to hide it. I sure did find a way! And that way got me pregnant!
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463
I was working in my dungeon, excuse me, my OFFICE, and a really interesting client came downstairs to greet me. He was very alpha, brown hair and eyes, covered in muscles. It looked like he really like to work out. He told me that he was a very dominant man, but he wanted to try something new and be a sub for once. I was up for the challenge!
I told him to go to the wall and the first step in becoming a sub was becoming vulnerable, so I made him shed all his clothes, including his boxers and socks. Nothing can make you more submissive than standing completely naked in front of a stranger. He went along with it, and I admired the specimen that was standing in front of me.
The next step was putting on a pair of frilly underwear. Wearing panties was like a gateway to dressing up all together. He said he wasn’t feeling fully brave enough to wear clothes, but he was willing to try on a pair of panties for me. I got the girliest pair I could find: pink lacey panties with a bow on the front.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Did you know my favorite thing ever is to give you JOI while I’m also fingering this tight, 20-year old hole? I just had the BEST JOI phone call and had to tell you about it. Seriously, please goon for me.
I leaned back against my pillows, fully nude, and spread my legs wide. The cool air of my dorm room made my skin tingle. “First things first, I want you to get comfortable and take out whatever you need to stroke your cock for as long as I say so. Today, I’m in control.”
I started slow, teasingly rubbing my hands up and thighs, savoring the sensation. “Remember, you don’t get to cum yet. You’ll know when it’s time.” I moaned softly, my fingers tracing the edge of my panties before slipping beneath.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I followed Francie reluctantly though the forest. It wasn’t the hike through the forest that protested. Rather what she lead me through the woods to find that I had an issue with. “What makes you Vampires and other monsters are real, Francie?” I asked in exasperation. We’d been hiking for hours without even a hit of this elusive cave she insisted existed out here. She dismissed me with a wave of her hand and looked down at her cell phone with a curse. “Damn it, I’ve lost signal. I know I can still find it though.” Frannie proclaimed. I just rolled my eyes and continue to follow her over the roots and through the surrounding trees.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I stood tall, arms crossed beneath my ample bosom, surveying the trembling forms of my loyal subjects. They knew better than to meet my piercing gaze directly, their eyes cast downwards in deference. “Bow down, my little worshippers,” I commanded, my husky voice dripping with sultry dominance.
One by one, they sank to their knees before me, faces pressed to the cold floor in supplication. I have deemed them unworthy to gaze upon my radiant glory. I savored the sight, a delicious thrill coursing through my core.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
When I arrive at the Halloween party, everyone is scurrying about, yelling “Peyyouuuu, ohhhiieee, wheewchhooo! Someone find that stinky pants! God help us, it smells so bad!”
All the hot moms are in sexy slutty costumes with their big mommy milkers bursting from their tops as they plug their noses, and there are so many toddlers in costumes running amok. I’m not sure how the Stinky Pants Detective will solve this Halloween mystery, but I’m up for the challenge. After assuring all the Moms I’ll uncover who made a stinky and get them changed fast, I start to sniff the air, looking for the trail.
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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
“Come on, Kay, you have to come to Nick’s coming home party,” Tiffany begged. “He really wants to see you, and I know you miss him. It’s been what? Two years?”
I chewed at my lower lip as I nodded. It’d been a long time since my ex got locked up. Of course, I missed him, I was addicted to him but it was something I tried never to admit to myself. The man is toxic, dangerous, and so fucking sexy it hurts. I can’t say no when I’m around him. No matter how dumb the thing he’s asking me to do is, I always agree just to see him smile at me. I literally CAN’T go to his welcoming home party. It’d be better for me if I just pretended he was never, ever getting out of prison.