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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

Losers shower me with gifts all the time. In fact, sometimes I take their whole paychecks because I’m more important than them putting food on the table. However, since it’s the season of giving, I thought I’d be showering one notable loser with a homemade gift. Watch me pull down my skirt and peel down my panties as I squat over your open mouth.

That’s right, a lemonade shower made by the one and only Bad Bitch Belle. Are you fucking salivating for it already? You’re fucking disgusting.

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Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Fake Submissives disgust me. When I get home, you better not be there. You won’t. Take everything with you. I don’t even care if you take my stuff at this point; I just want you out before I get home. The only thing you’re allowed to leave behind is your flesh. We agreed it belonged to me.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Ugh, I love my tea parties with my girls. At least once a month, we all get together and gossip over imported teas, cakes, and cookies of all sorts. We dress up and make a whole day of it. It’s something I really look forward to. However, I had to take Little Johnny to today’s tea party.

Zoey was hosting today’s get-together, and she had the most adorable petit fours laid out on the table, along with so many other tasty desserts. Johnny dove right in before we ladies could even sit around the table. He scooped up one and shoved it into his mouth, to my horror. I snatched his wrist and turned him while shoving his face into the wall. Zoey and the girls audibly gasped at his lack of manners, and I pushed down his pants.

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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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Bad Bitch Belle's Human Ashtray

Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

I love smoking. Sure, it’s not good for you, and when pussies walk by, they gag from the smell, but you aren’t a pussy, are you? No, you are my little human ashtray. I’m so hot, and you are nothing but property, a butt receptacle. Crawl over here and open that disgusting mouth of yours.

When you waddle over between my long, slender legs, I laugh at how your pot belly sits on your thighs. I can’t even see your tiny little hardon even though you’re naked. Say, “Ahhh,” you dirty bitch.

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Wanna take a Peek at Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I know what you want. You Wanna Take a Peek. Like a present, I am wrapped up in expensive designer wrappings, hiding the delightfully perfect surprise present hidden from you.

Have you ever been given such a present? Well, I would doubt it. You are not in the same league as I am. You aren’t even good enough to dream of being in my league. But, if you are a good boy, I’ll let you unwrap the present.

Not for free, though. It’s going to cost you.

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What Are You Doing?

Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Have you ever gotten that text? “What are you doing?” Maybe it’s just me, but I think those four words hold so much promise. Last night, I was bored and wanted to have some fun. Some productive fun. I’d ordered a new fuck machine and really wanted to test it out on a willing victim.

Sure, I know what you’re thinking, “willing?” Yes. Most often, I do like to take my prey by surprise, but I wanted an honest review of my new toy, so I texted my girlfriend to see if she’d be up for a bit of experimenting.

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You'll Be Writing Lines

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

*Long, dramatic, disappointed sigh.* Come here. What is this I’ve found in your room? A pair of boxers? Where did you get these? You know that Mommy only allows you to wear panties because why? Because your little sissy button is too small to be considered a penis. Only real men wear boxers; we both know you’ll never be a real man. I’ve had to repeat myself one too many times, and now you’ll be writing lines for punishment.

Get over here right now and drop your pants. Mommy will make you stand in front of the big picture window in the living room. The one that faces the street, you know which one I mean? You’ll wear only this tiny pink thong and write your lines.

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The Best Of Both Sexes

Shemale Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

You could say I’m a girl who likes to live life to the fullest. To take advantage of every opportunity. I’d be so sad to miss out on an experience simply because of labels. Labels that don’t really mean anything anyway. “Female,” “Male,” “Straight,” “Gay,” or “Bisexual” are some of the labels I’m talking about.

Do you know that you are missing out on the best of both sexes when you’re judgy little ass skips out on sex with someone who turns you on simply because their label doesn’t fit yours? Look at me, for example; I’m stunning physically. Beautiful feminine face, soft features, and full lips. Tits like you love on traditional women, but then there is my glorious cock. It could bring you a lot of pleasure, but you ignore the possibility because of labels. Continue reading “The Best Of Both Sexes” →

Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs” →