Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Oh how I love mentally sifting through memories from way back in the day. I remember those fun days where we would all do something really exciting as a family. By the end of the day we were so spent, and were running on fumes. But the one thing that always sticks out now that I’m older is how we would bond, different from other family’s. But Tessa’s family kisses were so unique, in their own distorted dysfunctional way. I didn’t know this though, until years later.

Mommy and daddy would kiss us before we went to bed. She would lay us down. Sometimes we would play like we were sleeping under the stars, and brother and I would camp out. She would kiss us good night and daddy too. Those kisses paved the way into our later lives.

The first thing she would teach me was to gently stick out my tongue, and barely touch hers. Then we would massage them together for a little bit. Daddy would do the same thing with us. And then brother and I would do it too with each other. And that would be part of the way we sometimes showed one another love and affection.

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Champagne Kisses

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Partying on New Year’s Eve is like the best excuse to get sloppy! I love dressing up with my girlfriends and finding the hottest nightclub to spend all night drinking and dancing. Then, my favorite moment! Just before the ball drops, and everyone starts counting down from ten.

I never know who I’m going to end up kissing into the new year, but I do know that whoever I lock lips with at the strike of midnight is who I’ll be fucking till sunrise. Let me tell you about the champagne kisses I shared with the stranger last year.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Have you ever had the pleasure of watching a woman masturbate? If not, you have to get on it! I don’t care if you grab a hooker off the street, we ladies love having someone watch. And I bet you would love watching it. Every guy loves watching, it seems. It reminds me of those old movies where the peeping toms peak in through windows. Normally the lady will just be brushing her hair but in Candy-Girl Land? We have our panties on the floor with a dildo up our ass and fingers shoved up our cunts. Who wouldn’t love to watch a show like that?

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, okay, I’ll admit it.

Indeed, I am a Canadian.

When I very first started at Candy, I was overly cautious of protecting myself and my location so I lied and pretended to be an American. Living, “close to the Canadian border” I would say. 

Well, once I started saying, “Eh!?” on calls, it was pretty obvious where I was from. 

Please, do not ask me what part of Canada I am from as that is not safe for me to reveal. 

In this blog post, I am going to break down some common Canadian stereotypes and tell you whether or not they are true for your favourite Canadian, Jemma. 

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

The way he makes me feel is lavished. Talk about a high like no other. He has me laced in all the best, since I get off on using his cards like therapeutic toys.  And it isn’t just that. We just mesh so well together. He will say something, and then I’ll finish his sentence. The way that I picture it should be. So I parade around in the extras, from head to toe. We’re talking the best of the best. Everything from hair pieces, down to the stiletto heels I’d never have been able to do afford if it wasn’t for him. This is my version of therapy.

There is a feeling that I get when I’m on my shopping sprees. As much as I enjoy them, the therapeutic side of it seems to take over. I literally grab whatever I want. My rule is there is no looking at price tags. Do I break the rules? Sometimes, but when that happens, the bigger the price tag, the more I get off.  Swiping that card makes my pussy juicy. And he understands all of this because the look in his eyes says it all. He’s hypnotized by me. He could never say no.

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Adult Baby Phone Sex

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 – XXOO Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203

Adult Baby Phone Sex

It was a normal day, and Tami needed her breakfast. Here! Said Laylene, ‘’you take her, or she’s going to suck me dry. I need a short break.’’ Mama Anna took Tami to the rocking chair to breastfeed her breakfast. Tami latched on quickly and twirled her hair as she suckled and admired the Christmas Tree. So prettys with all of its lights, tinsel, bulbs, and toys. Laylene had even stuck a giant Dildo on the top to replace the star. A dildo she would later use on Tami. It was a naughty, downright dirty Christmas tree in this house of filth and sin… Tami went down for a nap, and Anna joined Laylay in the kitchen as they sipped Peet’s holiday roast together which Tami had prepared earlier for them.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

One question I am often asked in The Playroom is what my hands look like, feel like, and what kind of rings I wear on my fingers. 

Writing this blog, specifically for those tiny clients I love. 

Let’s start with my bare hands and fingers.

I’ll admit something embarrassing. Epilating is when you use a little “razer-like” machine to remove hair from your body. I epilate my hands and fingers because I have dark hair, and I hate seeing tiny hairs growing on my fingers or the dorsal side of my hand. So, they are smooth and completely hairless. Not to mention, I am addicted to hand lotion and apply it constantly. Nice, soft, and supple. Just like my tits. 

Next, as for my fingers, I wouldn’t say there is anything particularly unique about them. My ring finger, middle finger, and index finger on both hands are usually a size 7-8, weather dependent. When it is really cold my fingers shrink and when it is hot, they swell, as they do for most people. Did you know, none of your fingers are the same size? Just because your left index finger is a size 7, does not mean your right would be. 

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

One of my favourite things to do is read and write erotica. Not joking! I throw in some of my hobby writing to a lot of my blog posts. If you go across all the sites I’m on, you’ll find some stuff written for a more edited and public audience. I love getting ideas for my stories through the calls and chats I do. Sometimes it’s a little more fun to put more of your own imagination into it, don’t you think? Guys love a girl that can create a little veil of interest. And I love doing it in my blogs.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Once upon a time, in the world of 2003, a beautiful girl named Jemma was born. 

Now, let me tell you why Gen Z is both the best and worst thing that ever began happening to this earth. 

First, like most people born between the years of 1997 through 2012. I have never known a world without cell phones and the internet. 

I’ll illustrate this. 

For example, have you ever seen the episode of Seinfeld where George, Jerry, and Elaine are stuck at the Chinese restaurant, famished, and not being seated?   

The entire time I watch the episode, all I can think about is how an iPhone would solve all their problems. In 2023, the episode almost doesn’t make sense. Like, can you tell me what a payphone is? All I know is this site is pay-to-play. 

Ironically, my generation tends to hate answering their phone to a call without a heads-up first. 

Quoting Kelly Kapoor, “You want to call someone that texted you? Do you want to drive them away? I mean…”

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220
Have you ever been taken by a lady like me? Young, horny, ready to meet new cocks? I bet you have always wanted to feel a young hot teen’s tits in your hands. But here you are with your old wife’s tits. Does that make you all wound up? Being denied hot young pussy? Well, that’s why I am here. To let you feel how exciting it is to get between the sheets with a 19-year-old brunette like me. Wouldn’t you like to hear me talk about how hard my classes are? Instead of listening to what needs to go on the grocery list.
 

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