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Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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Ladies and Gentlemen! Jemma has been a hot new piece of candy for a few weeks now!

Therefore, I decided to compile a list of some of my most frequently asked questions since I started at Candy! A lot of guys ask me the same questions so I thought it would be awesome to have a place to direct them. I’ve compiled a list of ten frequently asked and answered questions on all three of the candy sites I’m on.

The ten questions I’ve answered are different on all three sites! So be sure to check out each one. I thoroughly enjoy writing my blogs and feedback is always welcome. Feel free to PM me in the playroom if you want to get to know me  even better.

To start, yes, I am loving it here. All the girls are awesome. Management is amazing. The job itself is so fun! Keep reading and you’ll find out some of my naughtiest secrets…

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I’ve grown bored with my day-to-day routine. Wake up, get ready for the day, drop my son off at school, and then wait. I wait for school to be over; I wait for my husband to get home. Rinse and repeat. I’m just bored. And what’s a bored housewife to do? Get my real estate license! It shouldn’t be that hard to sell a house, right?

I mean, I’m a pretty girl, and I know how to give a home tour. So I drove to my local broker’s office and told him I was interested in going down this path and was hoping he could guide me. He gave me once over and stood up from his desk. “I have a showing in ten minutes; I’ll take you along. You can be my real sexy estate assistant.”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Naturally, I love the winter holidays. Especially, when you’re single. In truth, there seems to be some sort of special magic in the air when you’re single at this time. Without a doubt, when you’re a sexy single girl all alone.

Furthermore, I had been seeing this guy Tommy for a bit. Although he has the smallest cock I’ve ever seen, he and I have a lot of fun.

Tommy arranged for him and me to go to his family’s Christmas tree farm. Specifically, he texted me and said, “I’m taking you to my family’s farm so you can pick out a tree and then let me cum under your tree”.

When I arrived, I was wearing light-washed ripped jeans that were flared at the bottom. On my feet were the cutest pink waterproof Ugg boots. I had a low-cut navy tank top, barely covering my rock-hard nipples. Along with a white faux fur jacket and ear muffs, I looked cute.

I could see the heads turned as I walked around with Tommy and his tiny dick.

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Winter can be magical but drab. Freshly fallen snow covering lush Evergreen and bare Maple trees is gorgeous. However, the mundane work between time off and scheduling conflicts can be a nightmare.

Johnny and his wife Rebecca, as well as myself, love to get together over the holidays.

Often, we would play strategy games like Risk and Settlers of Catan. Dorky, I know. Johnny and Rebecca even have the Game of Thrones expansion pack for Catan.

That night, it was freezing. I called a private car to drive me over to their place. All I had on was a skimpy black cocktail dress and hot pink Prada pumps.

By the time I arrived, Rebecca was already in bed. She had been feeling slightly under the weather. Of course, she trusted Johnny and I to be alone together.

When Johnny opened the door, I could see the way his eyes took me in.

“Hey”, I said, as I smirked and walked past him, into his home.

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It is an average end of the work day. I close up my laptop, grab my things that I don’t intend to leave at the office, and head out the door. On the way out, I double-check the lock and head down the street. It’s only a few blocks to home, and it has been unreasonably mild outside for a mid-December week, so I decide to walk home.

On the way, I get a need for some sausages for dinner and make a decision to swing by the butchers, which is just a couple blocks out of the way. As I go to enter, my nose is buried in my phone, the door doesn’t open, and I slam my forehead into the glass. Looking up as I curse, I see the butcher trying to close up shop, shouting something and waving his arms around.

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I met Johnny and Rebecca at college and we became very close friends very quickly. At least, that’s how I explain it to people when they ask me now. 

The truth is, I had a class with Johnny before I ever met Rebecca, or even knew they were dating, Johnny chose to omit that detail when we met. 

So Johnny and I got along well. He and I loved to get stoned and watch TV together. We would laugh at old sitcoms and how much easier life was back then. We would get wasted together whenever we finished any kind of small college-related task. 

It wasn’t very long before he and I started fucking like bunnies. 

Then, I met Johnny’s long-time girlfriend, Rebecca.

I was infuriated, to say the least. I felt so betrayed. The worst part of all of it was that Rebecca was an awesome girl. Not only was she fucking hot, I could imagine her pussy was just as sweet as her personality. 

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My brother (Dave)  works in the trades, commercial electrical I think. Honestly, I’m not sure, because all the words that men use about cars, plumbing, electrical, and the list goes on, are just way too hard for me to understand. Maybe my brain just doesn’t work as well as a man’s brain in that way. 

Something I do know, all his guy friends in the trades are so fucking sexy. They work a lot of different kinds of construction jobs, so they’re all so buff, and muscular. Most of them all also tend to love to party. 

Dave would be so mad if he knew how often I touched myself thinking about his friends. If I’m being honest, I would love to get fucked by an entire construction crew at once. 

Lucky for me, when I bought my place, Dave ensured that all his friends knew to help me out with anything I needed, he didn’t want me to have a major repair I couldn’t handle alone. 

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I grew up beside a pretty girl who was the same age as me. She was a spoiled little bitch. She and I had a lot of friends on our street in the suburbs back then. We all played with Barbies and listened to slutty girl bands on MTV. 

Sabrina was the girl who lived beside me. As we grew older, she and I grew apart. Her parents seemed to argue a lot, I would always hear yelling from their house. Sabrina’s mom was this old, prudish, mingy-looking bitch. Sabrina’s dad was a pretty typical-looking guy, he worked in a factory, wore New Balance sneakers, and Nike golf polos and had your typical “dad bod”. He was hot though, and he would always be outside when I was washing my Volkswagen Jetta in my tiny, barely there, pink bikini. 

As time went on, he would watch me all the time. As my cute little ass cheeks bounced walking around when I walked. When my perky tits would almost pop out of my top I could see him start to lose it.

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Every little girl loves Disney princesses, including myself. The glamour and the royalty seem to be fun. After all, Megan Markle went from being on Suits and The Hallmark Channel to being a princess in real life, why can’t I do the same thing?

My vibrator was not cutting it, I was touching myself constantly because I was so wet and horny all the time.

Snow White and the other Disney princesses have always been a bit of a turn-on for me. I fantasize about all of them.

For a while, I had been casually hooking up with this guy named Ben. So I decided to make my fantasy become a reality.

I was wearing a royal blue push-up bra and a short yellow pleated skirt. My hair was curled with a red ribbon hairband. My lips, the most luscious red lipstick.

I texted Ben and told him to come over and that I was waiting for him in my bedroom. I told him to let himself in and meet me there.

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