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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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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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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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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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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

I think I want to have you and some friends over for a before Christmas late night dinner. I’ve got something naughty on my mind. After all my family has either left or the ones that are staying here have gone to bed. I am going to have some late night fun. There is going to be so much good food to eat I can just never get to it all. So I have to have my before dinner before everyone else. Don’t bother bringing the plates there wont be a need for them. Your bodies will be my plates.

Your cocks will me my spoons. I want to lay you all down and dress you up in all my left over foody goodies. Take my sweet time eating my way through all of you. Don’t worry I wont make a mess. I always clean my plate when I’m eating. You wont have a drop of food anywhere. I wont leave yall out of the fun though. I might be eating Christmas dinner off your bodies but yall will be eating all the nice homemade deserts off of mine!

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Hey there CJ, you ready to go home?” I asked. “Yep yep, I wanna get outta here!” he replied, with great enthusiasm. “I know you’re excited. I’m glad you’re doing better. You’ve been such a good boy in the hospital,” I said as I wheeled him to the front entrance. “I’m not a boy, I’m a man!” CJ pouted, crossing his arms. “Well, you’ll always be my special guy,” I said, ruffling his hair.

CJ blushed, looking down at his hospital gown. He had been in the hospital for a week after an episode, and he was finally being discharged. The doctor had told me to monitor him, keep him settled and not allow him to get too rambunctious, but CJ was a hyper guy, so that was difficult. He really tested my patience and he really wanted to be bad, but I didn’t get upset, I was just happy to have him home. As we got into the car, CJ started fidgeting in his seat. “I’m so bored,” he complained. “Well, we’re almost home. Just be patient,” I said, patting his hand. CJ pouted again, but he settled down. When we got home, I helped him into

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I had a little devious plan. My professor’s wife was out of town. And my imagination was running wild. So I came up with a plan. I’m still trying to get back at her for treating me so horribly. So I’m giving her husband everything she can’t. Is there any better way to get back at a woman? I decided to get my friend in on the plan. We got dressed up in some cute little school uniform skirts. But instead of the typical school uniform tops, we wore sexy little tops. We also wore stockings with garter belts, cute little lacy thongs, and sexy mary jane heels.

We knocked on the front door. He opened it and looked so surprised and confused. He looked us up and down. Then he said “Rachel, what on earth are the two of you doing here?” I told him that we needed some extra credit. That was most definitely the first time I’ve ever seen him speechless. He didn’t know what to say. He stood aside and let us in.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“She isn’t the same Dr. Julie. When we first met, our sex life was great. She was open to all of my fetishes and fantasies. She wanted to please me. She cared about my thoughts and feelings. We used to talk for hours, she truly cared about what I had to say. And now it’s like I’m invisible. Or worse. Sometimes I feel like she’s just totally disgusted by me. In the beginning she was excited and eager to try new things in bed. Now I’m a pervert if I mention trying anything at all. We used to do all kinds of kinky things. We even had a couple of threesomes. How did she change so much?  What happened Dr. Julie? She’s not the same person I married. But I feel guilty for having these thoughts. I’m really conflicted. Can you please help me?”

First, I explained that this is very common. Women go through hormonal changes that affect their bodies and emotions in different ways. People in general grow and mature through the years. They may grow in different directions. Then there’s all the “stuff” that happens in relationships through the years.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“I can’t believe you’re finally going to let me make you into a real girl, Tami.” I say as I hand her a box filled with all kinds of BDSM toys. “Yes, Amber, I’m so excited! I’ve always wanted to be a real girl, and now you’re making my dream come true.” Tami exclaims, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’ve been working hard on this room for you. It’s your own little naughty playroom where you can play with all these toys and get fucked up the ass with dildos. And, of course, receive hormone treatment to become a real girl!” I say, gesturing to the room around us.

“Wow, Amber, it’s perfect!” Tami gasps, looking around the room in awe. “I can’t wait to start playing with all these toys and becoming the girl I’ve always wanted to be.” “I’m glad you like it, Tami. Now, let’s get you dressed up in some sexy lingerie and get started.” I say, pulling out a drawer filled with lacy bras and thongs. Tami squeals with excitement as she picks out a lavender lace bra and thong set. “I feel so sexy already!” she exclaims, slipping into the lingerie. “Good,

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 45

Hey there, besties. It’s your girl with the tightest pussy on campus and I’m back to tease you some more. You wish you could slide your dirty fingers into my pink little pussy, don’t you? Mmm I’ve seen how you look at me – undressing me with your eyes, imagining all the nasty things you’d do to this hot young body if you had the chance. Well too bad, so sad!

You’ll never get to touch my perfect tits, bite my nipples, spread my cheeks, or tongue my clit. Only real men get to experience goddesses like me. And trust me, you’re far from it. All you’ll ever get is to goon to my pics and voice you pathetic simps.

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