Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Good morning baby bedwetter. Look what you’ve done! You lost control during the night for one reason or the other, and you’ve woken us both up in a puddle. My thread count is far too high for you to be soaking them through and through, but since you have, now I’m going to make you fuck this silky smooth wet spot.

That’s right! You’ve made this bed, and now you’ll be forced to lie in it. Roll onto your tummy and fuck my sheets!

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Joanne 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639) ext 389

It’s a late and foggy night,the air is filled with the scent of ambergris and smoke, you’re on the side walk lighting up your cigarette. You just came out from a game of poker, hate to admit it but, you lost heavily.
Wondering how you could turn this night around you think to yourself what your next move could be. Deep in thought you almost don’t notice the tip tap tip tap of heels coming in louder, coming in closer to you. Certainly, you caught a sight of my long black widow legs breezily walking by, the scent of cashmere and musk and hot pussy walking by.
You have to hold yourself back from exclaiming wow, as I pass by and we make eye contact, my eyes are practically glowing with lust and sex drive.

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Flexible

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Flexibility is a must for a good fucking. Are you flexible, baby? I’m not your fat, fugly wife who can only lay on her back while you hump away at her unmoving mass. No! I wanna get tangled up with you. Think of our fucking like a good game of twister.

Right hand on left titty. Left hand on the left butt cheek and finally, hard cock in soaking wet pussy. Do you feel what I’m saying? I can’t have a whopper of a man holding me down. I want a long, lean, and mean man to really give me a good stretch!

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Cheeky Bitch! You Wanna Put That Where?

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, god, EW! Look at it! When you asked me for Small Penis humiliation, I expected you to have a little dick but not a fugly one! I know you can’t help the size or shape of your penis, but if I had one that looked as stupid as yours, I sure as hell wouldn’t ask anyone to look at it. EVER.

It’s pretty ballsy of you to be flashing that weird dick around, thinking you’re going to get lucky. Cheeky little bitch! That dick isn’t going to come anywhere near me if I have anything to say about it!

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

It’s a curious thing when you start exploring the occult. Most don’t know what is real and what is movie magic. Well, I’m here to tell you that what you’ve seen is nowhere near what you are going to get! So you decided to search authentic occult bookstores, and you did your research. Had to go on the dark web to find the authentic forums that will help you find legitimate shops. Congrats, but that’s literally just step one. If you want to meet me, you’re going to have a lot more work in front of you!

You go alone, at sunset, just as you were instructed. You walk around a corner to a suddenly alien and unfamiliar part of town. You’ve lived in this city for so long and have never seen anything like this! When you find the shop, not by address but by description, you hesitantly walk in.

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No Penetration

No Penetration

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This thing between us started as a joke. After we ended up watching sissy porn together, I dressed up like a bimbo and told you how fucking pathetic I thought sissies were when they acted like this. Then I crossed my eyes, stuck out my tongue, and begged for your cock.

I was shocked when you slapped it on my mouth and let me suck it, but it felt good for both of us. I turned over on my hands and knees and pushed my ass in the air. “Just grind it between my ass cheeks, dude. It’s not gay if there’s no penetration.”

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey, hi! You are home early, I didn’t expect you to catch me in the playroom after the babies were asleep. Looking around me, you see I’ve made such a bad, naughty mess. This little baby sitter has been playing in the baby’s diapers!

In fact, I have one around my bum now! Do you think it looks cute on me, Sir? My naughty little hands are sliding under my shirt to lift it up and show you the underside of my big udders.

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Beneath The Darkness

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Darkness. The weight of it is heavy. Not everyone can easily carry about the depth of darkness that some of us candy girls hold. We cradle the dangerous and dirty needs inside of our clients. Playing with the demons that torment them daily. That kind of play can stain a sweet girl. A lesser girl.

It doesn’t weigh me down, however. It shields me. My poor, innocent, sweet side that most people never get to meet. Do you long to know the Francie beneath the weight of the world?

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

You step off the private elevator into the penthouse apartment, feeling completely out of place and unsure of yourself. How you managed to get invited to an after-party at a place like this is blowing your mind. With tall ceilings and wide open spaces, the entryway is bigger than your entire apartment.

The music bounces off the walls, and a low murmur of a crowd beckons you around the corner. Stepping into the low well-lit room, you see a floor-to-ceiling glass of the high rise looking out over the city. Well-dressed people in clusters pack the place, drinks in hand, chatting about god knows what as waiters weave between them with trays of food.

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Rita 844-33-CANDY EXT413

Geppetto, a master craftsman, had just finished painting the details of yet another sex doll’s perfect face. She slumped on top of his workbench. Her pale pink lips parted, ready to be penetrated, and her flat brown eyes starred through him. His thumb traced the curve of her lower lip, and he sighed. “You’ll make someone very happy.” He spoke to the doll, who would never be able to respond to him.

Then Geppetto stepped back and looked over the doll’s body. He designed her from the top of her lush brown to the tips of her manicured toes. He knew the weight of her breasts against his palms and the stretch of her hips, but he’d never be able to sample such a beauty. She was meant for someone else. Tugging his gaze away from his most beautiful creation, Geppetto looked out his window longingly. The north star blinked brightly back at him, and he closed his eyes to make a wish he never dreamed would come true.

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