By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Every once in a while, I escape from under Daddy’s watchful eye and play with boys my own age. I was shopping alone the other day, with the excuse of looking for Daddy’s Christmas gift, when two boys caught my eye. The sex shop is most often filled with overweight, balding men looking for jerk material or stupid sissies trying to size up a bra. These boys were looking me over, and as boys their age do, one was grabbing his crotch. Right there, out in the open. Physically adjusting his cock as it grew because of my ample curves. My eyes rolled. Fucking boys.
I wandered over to the male toys and felt them getting closer and closer to me. I picked up an open-ended cock sleeve and turned around to face them. They seemed startled as I waggled the jelly-like sex toy. ” You boys wanna play?”