Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Noah planned the most perfect Valentine’s date for us. After six months of dating, he hoped tonight would be the first night of the rest of OUR lives. On Valentine’s Day 2024, he’d get down on his knee and slip his grandmother’s engagement ring around my finger as he asked me to be his wife. He thought he had everything planned perfectly: the restaurant, the meal, and even the music he’d requested the orchestra to play during the proposal.

Poor, stupid Noah. He had no way of knowing that the woman he wished to spend the rest of his life with would turn him into a clean-up cuck on the very same night she became his fiance.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

By now, you may have realized I grew up with some privilege and a rich Daddy. Now, people ask me about my dad a lot, he was a workaholic, and he was around, sometimes, but Daddy worked constantly. 

Of course, coming from money, Daddy didn’t want me to settle for a lifestyle downgrade. So, he thought he’d set me up with someone named James. 

The problem was, that I had already fallen for a guy named Blake. Now, Blake was a little rough around the edges. He had a lot of tattoos that he had done himself, and he was from the wrong side of the tracks. Literally, I had to drive over train tracks when I went to his house. 

For a while, Blake and I had been fucking at my dad’s house in secret. If Daddy caught us, he would be so mad. 

This morning, I am in the shower fucking myself with my waterproof vibrator and cuming so hard thinking about Blake. Secrets are so sexy. 

Blake was coming over later and I had a surprise for him.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

During the day, most people put their best foot forward.  They present the best versions of themselves.  But for some, it’s just a mask.  It’s what they want you to see to hide the monster deep down inside them.  In the dark of the night, they let their true nature out.  They become their real selves in the darkest way possible.  The dark night is when he showed me his truest form.  He revealed the monster beneath the mask.  I became nothing but his plaything to do whatever his evil heart desired.  He had me completely at his mercy and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

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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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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Addicted to money, I’ll do just about anything for it. Even work as a maid.

One winter, I got a job as a maid for a couple across town, I was broke. Well, not that broke but too broke for Chanel, which is reason enough to work harder.

Surprisingly, I wasn’t working for a large family, I was working for a young couple. This couple was hilarious to me.

I’ll illustrate why.

On my first day on the job, I could tell right away, that the wife was a stuck-up vanilla prude. Her husband, Zachary was so hot and attractive. Zachary seemed to be so much more laid back and carefree. How the two of them ended up together is beyond me.

Overhearing a hilarious conversation, this is how it went. Standing at the kitchen sink, washing dishes, I overhear Zachary saying to his wife Molly, “I’m so excited for our anniversary tomorrow. I bought you something special in anticipation that I’m hoping you’ll like”.

Zachary then pulls out a pink gift-wrapped Victoria’s Secret box. I could not wait to see what was inside.

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Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

Dom Kora was in the Alps on vacation with her sugar daddy Terry for the week also, Terry and Kora wanted to take a shower together. Kora heard Terry turn the shower on as Kora was getting undressed Kora walked into the bathroom to see the hot steaming shower water running over Terry’s sexy body…Kora was completely tempted and horny and her kitty was wet so she walks and get into the shower and rubs Terry’s back and begin kissing his shoulders. Terry turned around and began kissing Kora very intimately caressing her skin, and biting her lip. Kora was so turned on she felt like the water got hotter but it was her getting hornier, wanting Terry to fuck her in the shower so Kora says “Terry fuck me please” Kora said. Terry replied, “OMG I love it when you beg me, baby tell me that you want me to put my dick in your Kitty baby.”Terry said. Kora kisses Terry and says”Put it in Terry please I want you to put your cock in my kitty .”Kora said breathily.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Honestly, I cannot believe that Adam’s multi-million dollar Lamborghini does not have the same self-driving capabilities as a Tesla does. Totally understand that’s something unique to Teslas. All I’m trying to say is when you spend a few million on a car, the least it can do is drive for you. However, there is no better car to fuck in than a Tesla, at least in my opinion.

Luckily for me, Ben drives a Tesla Model X Plaid. Gosh, I really am such a lucky little slut.

Now Ben already told me he was picking me up and was in the mood to get fucked. Lucky again, so was I.

Wanting to look as hot and easy as possible, I needed to decide what to wear.

Finally, I decided on a short blue body-con dress. This dress was perfect, it was strapless and barely covered anything. In addition, I paired it with knee-high tan leather boots and my tan-coloured Louis Vuitton satchel.

Ben’s Tesla was black with a black and white leather interior. Finally, when he arrived, he was blasting my favourite R&B Spotify playlist, “Rap Caviar”. 

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Traveling for business can be really fun. But, of course, it’s not my business; it’s my husband’s. I just tag along because I can. Sometimes, we’d go to exciting places, and I get to explore while he worked, and then he’d spoil me when his work was finished for the day: expensive dinners or exclusive lounges. We’d have so much fun.

Of course, we haven’t been jet-setting much with the way things are now, but the last time I went on a business trip with him, we ended up in Tokyo. I remember he was swamped that trip, so before we left, I demanded we go out and really paint the town. I wanted to do something really naughty.

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corkscrew

     XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419     Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203

Mommy Anna took the device, pulled it and gave it some slack, and pushed it through the high chair hole straight into Tami’s rose bud. Mommy lay clicked her heels and went to the faucet to turn it on, putting it to full force. Tami yelled and screamed: ‘’Tami getting so full, so full mommies! Pwease no, Tami be good gurl for mommies, mommies’ little whore, mommy’s little bitch!”” Laylene looked over at Anna and Anna proceeded to turn off the water from the enema. She grabbed a bucket, and removed the enema simultaneously while placing the bucket beneath the high chair hole to catch every ounce and drop of filth that would splash out of this poo poo pants princess!

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You, Bitch!

Zesty Zoey 1844-332-2639 Ext 403 & Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Zoey’s version of the story

Okay, I know you read her version first, but that doesn’t mean it’s the truth! Zoey and I are best friends! Sisters, lovers, etc, so you know when we fight, we fight as hard as we fuck. We were at a friend’s wedding as bridesmaids. Yup, dressed in the same sweet, pale yellow dresses that fell just below our knees with our hair tied up in the same little French twists. Really, we were fucking adorable. Until the reception.

After we walked in before the bride and groom and all the hoopla was finished, Zoey and I stood at the bar scanning the room. There… target numero uno! This dude wasn’t part of the wedding party; normally, we go for groomsmen just to keep things cliche, so I figured he was fair game. I took a step toward my next boyfriend, and Zoey grabbed my elbow, “I don’t think so, Bitch. I saw him first.” She sassed in her ‘I mean business,’ voice. As If.

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