A couple of days after Christmas, I was sitting on Daddy’s lap. He rubbed my back and asked me if I got everything I wanted for Christmas this year. I smiled, nodded, and told him I got everything I wanted except for one thing. Daddy asked me what it was that Santa forgot to bring me under the tree this year. With a secret smile, I leaned in and whispered into his ear that Santa brought me everything except Daddy’s cock, which was what I wanted most this year. Daddy grinned from ear to ear, picked me up, and carried me into his room.
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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639 ext 236
Spoiled beyond reason – yes, I am that and so much more. I mean, why wouldn’t I be? This girl was destined to be the one. And it’s as it should be. That’s right, yours truly is the naughtiest, wildest, and craziest, little bitch you have ever encountered. It’s true, I’ve been fucking men up for as long as I can remember. I am built for this.
Believe it or not, I’ve dealt with several upset cows. I usually dispatch with them quickly. It’s not my fault that I’m hot and they are not.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Ever since my mom married Phil, I can’t be left home alone. Any time he finds me home with no one else around, he ends up stuffing his dick in me. Last night my mom went out to do some last-minute shopping, and my sister was at her boyfriend’s Christmas party.
Since I was alone, I decided to do a load of laundry, and while I was in the laundry room, I stripped off my tee and leggings. I wanted to wash as much as I could, ya know. So I was bending over to stuff everything in the front loader with just my bra and panties on when I felt him.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
All I want for Christmas this year is you to spoil me. The holiday season is upon us, and you know what that means – you won’t have any money to spend on gifts for your friends and family because you’ll be spending all your money on me. You’re probably going to try to tell me that you can’t afford calls with me right now, but I don’t care. I know that’s just a lie you’re telling yourself, and so do you.
I know you’ll be calling me, and you know that too. Why? Because you are addicted to giving me everything you have. After your very basic bills are paid, you give everything to me, don’t you?
Laylene invited me over to her house, promising me a fun girls’ night watching movies. I always have fun with Laylene, so why would I question it at all? When I got there, she took my coat and purse and handed me a drink with a big smile. She told me she was so excited to have me for the evening. I found the word choice a little strange but brushed it off and took a big sip of my drink. “Come on! Drink up! There’s plenty more to enjoy tonight!”, she goaded me on to finish that drink and to have another. I had no clue that Laylene was planning a night of absolute debauchery for my little body with some special friends she had also invited over that I knew nothing about. She orchestrated the perfect pervert dream fuck.
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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
“Miss, What’s in your shirt?” I ducked my head and continued to walk through the crowd. Maybe if I pretended I didn’t hear him, I could lose him. “Miss!” He shouted louder, and the fucking crowd parted like the red sea. Leading him right to me. The mall security guard gripped my arm and pulled me against his firm body. “Good evening; you seem to be in a hurry?” His expression was stern as he growled down at me.
“Um, no. Just finishing up my Christmas shopping. Have a good night.” I tried to jostle my arm out of his hold, but he had a firm grip. He sucked air through his teeth and shook his head. I was so fucking busted. At least if I were going to be frisked, it would be by this hot security guard, not some fat, smelly loser.
Age-Play? – Yes please. And we continue……………….
The head on the roof of your mouth versus the ridge on your lips, the veiny shaft on your tongue. Can your cheeks expand to make a little happy place for daddy’s cockhead while your young, developing tongue massages the shaft? Or do you direct way down your throat, past your tonsils, giving daddy a special, tight, thrill? Or does he direct you? Do you try to stop him as his cock fills your throat? Does the look on your face, the sad, confused, eyes welling up with tears give him pause? Or does it turn him on more? Does he even look at you at all? Or do you disgust him?
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I’m not sure if you know this about me or not, but I love a kinky Tomsin girl orgy more than anything! You guys know that Tomsin girls are all just as horny as I am, so we love to get together for some sexy fun every now and then. Of course, we insisted on having an orgy this year instead of holiday party.
My girls and I decided that even though it wasn’t a traditional holiday party, we still wanted to be festive. So, we dressed up as sexy elves and when everyone arrived, they thought we just looked super sexy. Yeah, of course we looked sexy! But, if we were going to be Santa’s little helpers, we really wanted to look amazing while we were doing it.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
When he invited me to his holiday party, I felt a spark of excitement. I assumed it was his office party. Assuming only makes an ass out of you and me, and I should have known better. Anyhow, I was glowing from the inside out, thinking he’d asked me over his wife.
He bought me a beautiful dress that I would wear to this party, and under it, he’d given me a barely there bra and a crotchless pair of panties to match. Very thin garters held up the thigh-high stocking. Then, of course, he inspected me as I dressed. My body shivered as he kissed my shoulders and brushed his fingers along my exposed skin. Liam would wear a tux to the party, and watching him knot the tie would have made my panties wet if they had a crotch. Instead, I could feel my dampness gathering between my lower lips. It felt deliciously naughty.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639 ext 236
Naughty and spoiled for the Holidays. And it’s as it should be. That’s right, yours truly is the naughtiest, wildest, and craziest, little bitch you have ever encountered. It’s true, I’ve been fucking men up for as long as I can remember. I am built for this. And you are built to eat sandwiches and be a fat fuck.
I’ve told more than one motherfucker to go fuck himself. Believe it or not, I’ve also told several wives they can get over themselves too. It’s not my fault that I’m hot and they are not.