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Mikey Misses The Mark

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Mikey and I met on X. If you follow me there, you know my content is mixed. I can’t help that I’m a sensual switch. Being Daddy’s little slut suits me one day, and acting like Mistress Mommy feels better the next. So I never know which of my content a boy really enjoys until he expresses what he wants. When Mikey slid into my DMs, I checked out his profile, and there was nothing to see.

He said he was a tall Daddy with a big cock. Obviously, I was sold. It doesn’t take more than that to turn my head! He even sent me a few hard cock outline photos that made my pussy drip. I wanted to serve him like a good girl, but he kept coming up with some excuse why we couldn’t meet. His holding me at arm’s length was only making my pussy more desperate for his cock. “Please, just one night!” I begged and he reluctantly agreed to let us meet. It was so strange because he started asking all kinds of questions about how I felt about small penises and diaper boys. I just laughed it off and demanded he let me be a good little slut for his big, thick shaft!

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My Little Eugene

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I love it when my little Eugene calls me. At first, I rarely recognize his voice during billing. It comes off so masculine and in control. But as soon as I confirm that we are ready to play, he gives himself away. That firm, in-control tone weakens to a whine as he murmurs, “Oh, Valerie.” And it all comes rushing back to me. “Why are you doing this to me?”

This isn’t a man calling to use my sexy, teen body for his pleasure. No, no. not. Not my little Eugene.

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cock witch

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

They call me ‘The Collector.’ My coven might raise a brow at my methods, but they don’t understand the relentless ache, the void only true satisfaction can fill. I am predacious by nature, preying only on those submissive men who believe their shriveled cocks are enough. They read the runes, they sign the parchments, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and fervent hope. They know the terms: if they do not measure up, they become an offering. An ornament. A keepsake.

I had another one show up tonight. A nervous young man, all trembling anticipation, stood before my altar. The scent of black candles and patchouli filled the chamber. He stripped, his body a canvas for my scrutiny. I circled him, my gaze a physical weight, assessing. My eyes, usually a calming forest green, glowed with a faint, reddish heat.

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sph

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was a typical Friday evening, and I was lounging on my couch, scrolling through my phone when Max’s name popped up on my screen. I hadn’t heard from him in years, not since our ill-fated relationship ended abruptly. My curiosity piqued, I answered the call. “Hey, Max,” I said, trying to sound casual. “What’s up?”

“Hey, babe,” he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation. “I just wanted to apologize for what happened between us. I know I messed up, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately.” “Max, we both know why we broke up. I just couldn’t deal with your…” I paused for dramatic effect, “micro cock.” Max sighed heavily on the other end of the line. “I know, I know. But I’ve been working on myself, and I’ve been doing a lot of research on how to please a woman. I promise things will be different this time.”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I remember the day I first laid eyes on your microscopic member. I couldn’t help but laugh at the pitiful sight. It looked like a shriveled up prune, a sad little nub that could barely be called a manhood. And the way it flopped around futilely, as if it thought it had a chance at bringing anyone pleasure. How adorable. And yet, how pathetic.

You tried to protest when I first threatened to cage that tiny prick of yours. “What if I get aroused?” you whined. As if your pathetic arousal meant anything to me. The only function your dick has is to bring me amusement now.

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Eric's Strip Club Adventure

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Eric is tall, really tall, and so handsome, but he has a humiliating secret. His dick is small as fuck! It’s so funny that everyone thinks he’s packing just because of his height! I thought, what better way to humiliate him even more than to take him to the strip club.

When we walked in, everyone was looking at us. With me on his arm, he looked like the man! We got a little table right in front of the stage, and I perched on his lap as we watched the dancers. I wiggled to the music but nothing was poking me. That’s when the idea came to me! “You should get a lap dance!” I jumped off his lap and signaled to one of the dancers. She sauntered over and teased her hands down Eric’s shoulders. “Hi, big boy.” She schmoozed. Ha! The joke was about to be on her.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My Daddy learned an SPH lesson and this is how.  Daddy snuck up to my room for the first time last night.  At first, I felt excited.  Here he was, my Daddy, to make my fantasies a reality.  He slipped into my bed and began to kiss and touch me in all the right places.  Daddy knew I wasn’t a virgin.  So, he wasn’t disappointed when he slipped inside me.  But I was disappointed because Daddy’s cock was tiny!  I didn’t say anything right then, I let him do his thing, kiss me, and head back to his bedroom.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

You crave my tough love, don’t you? There’s no question that you know what you are. You know what you deserve. You’re nothing but a pathetic, worthless worm groveling at my feet. Your cock belongs to me. Your orgasms belong to me. I own you, body and soul.

You need it. You can’t get enough of me degrading you, humiliating you, treating you like the filthy little slut you are. Deep down, you know that’s what you deserve. A real dominant mistress to keep you in line.

You’ll do anything I say, won’t you? Obediently licking my boots, worshiping my divine pussy, servicing me like the subby little bitch I know you are. All for the privilege of maybe, just maybe, getting to cum. If I feel like allowing it.

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Mommy Will Teach You

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Your micro penis is useless to me and honestly your pussy licking skills leave a lot to be desired. Most little dick losers know that because their penis isn’t enough to satisfy a woman, they have to be good with their mouths but I guess you missed the memo.

Don’t worry, though; this might work out better anyway. Mommy will teach you exactly how I like to be licked. Every lady likes her pussy eaten differently and tailoring your licking to my preferences will please me more.

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Kara  1844-332-2639 ext 306

I stood at the bus stop, my skirt hiked up around my waist, panties drenched with arousal. The chilly autumn air only heightened the throbbing between my thighs as I waited for my ride. I couldn’t help myself, I was insatiable, a slut craving to be fucked in the most public of places. When the bus arrived, I didn’t even bother to board. Instead, I sauntered over to the driver, my hips swaying seductively. “Hey, handsome,” I purred, “I need you to help me out with something.”The man, taken aback by my forwardness, hesitated for a moment before a wolfish grin spread across his face. He stepped out from behind the wheel, his eyes roving over my body with hunger. I turned around, presenting my ass to him, and reached back to pull my thong aside. “Fuck me right here, in broad daylight,” I moaned,”

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