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Buba's

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Ever since always, I’ve been Buba’s favorite girl. As my older brother, he’s always said he’d protect me and keep me safe. But, now that fall has rumbled through the south, a big old storm parked over our house last night. Usually, the rain soothes me to sleep, but the thunder was relentless, and the lightning kept my room lit up like the lights were on.

I couldn’t sleep and knew Momma and Daddy wouldn’t like it if I crept into their room, so I snuck into Buba’s room instead.

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Knee-High Socks Make You a Sissy

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

I was fucking this businessman for a while, and I always found it so funny when he would undress. There would be this powerful, masculine man standing before me in a three-piece business suit. Someone who dominated the board room and made employees tremble before him. However, he peeled off his jacket, unbuttoned his shirt, undid his belt, and pushed down his pants. There he was! In black knee-high socks and fucking panties!

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Casino Shake Down

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My phone pinged as I made my rounds on the casino’s main floor. Table twenty-eight just hit it big. The casino hates nothing more than big winners on a lucky streak. That’s why they hired me. When a man wins a massive sum of money, and it appears like he may cash out and leave the hotel, they send me in. My objective is to seduce him into spending all of his winnings back in the casino.

I changed course and headed for twenty-eight. Intel was correct; he looked as if he was gathering his chips and getting ready to cash out to run home. Not on my watch. I slipped up beside him with a gentle smile and touched his shoulder. “Wow, congratulations, Sir. My name is Rita, and I’m from the hotel. They’ve asked me to show you to your complimentary room to congratulate you on your winnings. Join me?”

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Chasing New Heights

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

As he thrust into her yet again, she felt a new pressure building in her abdomen. Overwhelmed, her hands explore with a mind of their own. Skimming up his back, her navy blue nails drawing pretty red lines as her pleasure overtakes her. He continues to thrust when she pauses and stares into his eyes.

“I’m sorry it feels like…”

“Like what?” He asks.

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A World Of Her Own

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Thunder clattered above the tavern, making the building vibrate with its anger. Glasses and beer mugs chattered together as if in fear of what was coming. I should have taken the electric tension in the air as a warning from the fates. However, I was in a world of my own, too busy being the only wench serving brutes and monsters.

The door to the tavern blew open, loudly smashing into the wall. I turned in surprise, but what shook me more was the tall, cloaked figure in the doorway. Wind and rain whipped across the unmoving shadow’s face, and fear froze me in place. Lightening ripped across the sky, highlighting the new guest’s covered face. The hood of the cloak covered the newcomer’s eyes and most of their nose but their full lips sat in a grim smile.

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Service Provider

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I’ve always been the type of girl to swoon for a man in uniform. I grew up around the Military and knew the cost of their sacrifice. From a very young age, I knew I wanted to help in my own small way. Giving back to those who give the most, you know?

I must say, I think I’ve been able to provide that a little bit better than I could have ever hoped. Recently, I got a call from a soldier I’d never met before. He told me someone on base gave him my name and phone number! Can you imagine my excitement over this mystery? Have I, little ole me, been a good enough service provider for someone to take something so private and intimate as calling a phonesex line and share it with someone else?! Color me Flattered, and I am aching to thank that person. Was it you?

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Christmas Cookies

Transgender Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Being in the kitchen during the holiday season is one of my favorite things. Feeding people with love brings me such joy. While my mom was the kind of person to chase everyone out of the kitchen as she cooked, I find something so incredibly sexy about sharing the kitchen with another person.

Laughing as we move around each other, it’s like a dance enhanced with warming aromas of whatever is cooking. All of the sensory things happening, from tastes to textures under my fingertips, it just gets me so hot. That’s why I’m not surprised that when Joshua asked to help me make the cookies this year, a whole batch ended up decorated in my special icing.

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Paci

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349 

My, my. What a fussy little sissy you are today. Dry your eyes and crawl over. Daddy Alexus has your paci right here. Rolling my skirt up and pulling down my panties to let my thick, six-and-a-half-inch cock stretch itself out. The tip is weeping; Daddy’s been fussy for you, too.

Get close, come on. Don’t be shy. Let me rub the head over your pouty, little lower lip. Doesn’t a pacifier make everything better? Open up and suck right there, right on the head. There’s a good girl.

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Fantasy Football Slavery

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

We’re in the same fantasy football league, and as of this week, you are SO far behind. There is like zero hope for you unless you make something big happen on Sunday. Unfortunately for you, your high-scoring players are benched for injury, and the only chance is if you convince me to trade you one of my players.

I could, It wouldn’t hurt my position anyway. I’ve been lucky with my picks, and everyone on my roster has been healthy. But you know better than to expect something for nothing when it comes to Kinky Krysta. I’ll trade you the player you want if you’ll be my slave for the WHOLE week. Deal?

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I want to go Fast

Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

I’ve been thinking about cars. Race cars, to be exact. The speed and adrenaline, I wonder just how they would make my gears feel. There are lots of AI racing games that have gotten my wheels turning about how much hotter going fast, in reality, would be.

Do you own a fancy car? A fast car? Something that will go 0 to 60 in no time flat? Make Robotic Rita your passenger Princess, and let’s burn donuts into parking lot pavement late at night.

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