Author: Kayla

PermaJerk
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

PermaJerk, funny little word isn’t it? I don’t even know if it’s a real word but it is just so fitting for this caller. Excuse me, client, he hasn’t actually called me yet. Does nagging me in the chat room all the time make him a client? Probably not, let’s just call him by the word he gave me to think of him as. Most likely I’ll call him this from now on because he is a PermaJerk! When he said the word to me, at first I thought he used it because he is permanently a jerk then I giggled and thought maybe it’s because he is permanently jerking his dick. Either way, the word is incredibly fitting and both are more than likly true.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

P.R.I.C.K. Personal responsibility in consensual kink.

Have you heard this? Did you know it was a thing? For a few months, I’ve been dabbling hard into the world of financial domination. Wallet rinsing, money fucking games, etc. Money makes the world go round, and I’m nothing if not a woman of the world. I figured it was past time for me to dig my fingers into the monetary benefits of being a woman.

Now, it’s important to remember I was raised to work for everything. Never take a hand out or let anyone assume you owe them anything. Those are the rules. However, the game has changed, and P.R.I.C.K only makes it easier for me to take from you.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Inside of me is something terrible—a dangerous demon who’s starving for your lust. The lengths I’d go to, to feed the beast would shock you. See, it’s so ravenous that one meal doesn’t ease the hunger pains. I need to siphon your emotions, your every thought, and most importantly… Your every dime.

This sweet face is only the means to an end. Your end. Don’t worry, though! I’m so efficient; it shouldn’t be painful in any way. In fact, you may not even know it’s happening until it’s too late.

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Giving your wife blow job lessons

Kayla Cumsalot  1844-332-2639 EXT 357

I’ve been fucking you for weeks, and she’s yet to find out. I smile at her as I leave your house, and she’s just getting home from work. Our paths crossing with the taste of your CUM is still fresh on my tongue. She’s paying me to walk her dogs while no one’s home, but I’ve been getting much more out of our little arrangement.

Today started no differently than any other. I arrived at your house, let myself in, and walked your silly little dogs. Then I stripped naked and crawled in the bed you share with her. I knew you’d be coming for me soon like you always do. YOU CAN’T HELP YOURSELF, can you? The idea of FUCKING my BARELY LEGAL BODY stays in your brain since that day you caught me FINGERING MYSELF HERE IN YOUR BED.

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Party

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He had a party to go to and this time he wasn’t going to go alone. It would be the first time he ever introduced me to his coworkers and friends. I’d always been his naughty little secret. Daddy’s dirty girl that he kept hidden from his normal day to day life but now I was going to have the chance to really show him how good I could be for him. How much I would add to his life if only I was allowed to come out into the light.

The Christmas office party was held on Christmas eve and a very formal event. Daddy provided me with his credit card and gave me permission to pick out my own dress. Not too revealing, he had said when he kissed my forehead that morning.

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Naughty nude brunette in the snow.

Sweet Lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 ext 357

There’s nothing like ice skating during the holiday season. During the summer, the rink is an excellent escape from the heat, but during Christmas, when the rink is outside and everyone is bundled up, sipping hot cocoa, it’s simply magical. White lights twinkle against the darkness, and the stars above shine so bright.

I met Jack Frost there. His tall, SLENDER body glided effortlessly up and down the rink, speeding past everyone else. I watched in awe, trying to catch up to him, but it was impossible as he spun around and offered me his CHARMING smile. It wasn’t me who caught his eye, though; it was my cute as a button male friend. Jack whisked up alongside us and captured my friend’s hand. I could instantly see the sparks between the two of them. He invited the two of us to his house, and I knew the night would not end in a chill.

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Two holiday catfight teens in white panties.

 Giant Jugs Gianna ext 355  1844-33-CANDY  Sweet Lovin Kayla ext 357     

I really wanted my picture taken with Santa this year, but I was a little embarrassed to go by myself. Gianna is such a good friend; she said if I REALLY wanted to go, she’d accompany me, so I didn’t feel silly. We drove to the local mall and waiting in this super long line to sit on a fake Santa’s lap.

The wait was totally worth it though cus the Santa under the bread was really hot. When G and I each sat on a knee, he “ho ho ho” ed and wink at me. We smiled for the picture, and then that cheeky Santa said, “My lunch break is in fifteen minutes; I’d love to share a food court meal with you.”

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Cheeky Redhead wishes Happy birthday to Misterten

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

On this day, many, many, mannnnnny moons ago… a baby Misterten was gifted to us. That baby grew into the most annoying stinker the world has ever known. However, as small people do, he grew some more. Into a sneaky, attention-seeking brat whose butt had to be paddled so often, his buns were more often red than pale.

Please stick with me; I have a point. After decades and centuries of growing up and gaining knowledge, that annoying little punk transformed into the darling Daddy we know and love today. Happiest of Birthdays to our dearest lover of kitten dancing, butt spanking Daddy Ten!

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Have you ever been caught in quicksand? I’m not talking figuratively, I mean literally. Like have you stepped on what you hoped would be solid ground and instead found yourself sinking. The more you struggled, the deeper you found yourself? Me neither, but I reached out on Twitter today to ask what kinks people were digging into these days. Working as I do, it can be easy for me to be blinded by the taboo.

For me, it’s normal to peg a married diaperboy with a fat strap on, ya know? Or to beg for Daddy’s cock while he braids my sister’s hair. My view of the world can get a bit skewed but I love finding new topics to dip my dirty little toes in. Twitter, as it always does delivered.

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