Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
I smelled horrible after cleaning my apartment all day. So I decided to take a shower. After my shower, I slipped into something comfortable poured myself a glass of wine, and turned on some smooth Jazz. I could feel the wine taking over and my body heated up. I could see my neighbor across from me looking through the window. Well, we all know I like to be watched. It’s a game to me.
Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
My eyes filled with the flames of the night. I have always been told I possess an aura of mystery and intrigue that captures and demands attention when I walk into a room. It was dinner time and I was starving. I found a nice quiet area.
Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
In the hidden corners of your mind lies a world of carnal taboo that reigns supreme where lust and pleasure intertwine in a dangerous dance. A place where desires run wild and inhibitions are left at the door. This world is a paradox, both thrilling and terrifying in its intimacy. I am the puppet master of strings of desire and lust.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Mmm, fuck! Torri is back in business, and I, for one, couldn’t be happier. She’s one of my favorite playmates, and we get into so much fun together. Whether we’re being good girls for a Daddy or humiliating a micro peen that should be diapered, she’s down to play!
I just love her creative mind and cute little twang as we giggle and goad boys on. Her body might be slender and delicate, but her powerful voice is seductive and pulls me in, keeping me waiting more and more. If even I’m so turned on by Torri that I can’t keep my panties on, can you handle us both?
Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437
Dear diary,
OMG, you won’t believe what an sph loser my neighbor is *giggles*. He’s always hanging around my apartment and trying to get my attention like an eager little pathetic nerd. I mean seriously, it’s obvious from just looking at him that he’s only good for two thing-sph and wallet draining *giggles*.
I bet he doesn’t know that girls like me have radar when it comes to figuring out dick size on a guy, even when he’s fully clothed! Even the sound of a guys voice and the way that he walks tells me if he’s packing or not. My neighbor has a whole wimpy little dick demeanor, from his whiny voice to his completely non-existent presence when he walks in a room.
I’m so sick of him constantly hanging around and looking for any excuse to spend some time with me. Tonight, I decided that it was time to teach him a lesson! I told him that he could come over for coffee if he really wanted to but that he better make it well worth my time. The loser listened and he showed up for a wallet draining session.
Continue reading “SPH And Ass Worship With Tiny Teen Harper”
Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445
Laying in my bed over the last week, and the thoughts that continue to permeate my mind are filled with Benji’s. Those bills keep my heart beating another day. I can’t but salivate in thinking about it. It’s probably because my just washed caramel skin was feeling so soft, and it can’t wait to have something sexy touching it.
If you asked me when I figured out that those dollar bills make me feel all tingly, I would throw my hands up in the air. What I do know is that same tingle also courses through to my pussy. It makes me just want to touch it. Sometimes when I am having these fantasy’s, it makes me think about the dollar bills being all over the bed. And every time I see one on my skin, I pick it up and look at it, and then my fingers graze down to my pussy lips. Am I checking to find out how wet and juicy I am? I don’t know, what do you think?
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?”
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
Still sitting in the hot tub, I cannot believe this spa menu. Not to mention the prices, thank goodness Daniel gave me his black card.
First, I booked The Ultimate Escape package which included a massage, facial, manicure, and pedicure. Second, I added Whistler’s Signature Treatment, which included a body wrap and scrub, access to their baths, and a luxurious hair and scalp treatment. In addition, I added a foot and back treatment. This spa day was going to cost Daniel an easy $1,500 CAN and that wasn’t even including an automatic 17% gratuity.
Knowing I didn’t need to get dolled up for the spa, I tried to find something comfortable to wear. Settling on a light blue vintage Juicy Couture tracksuit with nothing underneath, I slipped on my white waterproof Ugg boots.
Next, I grabbed my white Marc Jacobs tote and my room key and headed for the spa.
Walking into the Four Seasons Whistler Spa, I was blown away. The smell was the first thing that hit me. Not being able to quite identify it, it smelt woodsy with hints of ginger, cedar, and plum, it was amazing.
Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438
That’s right I did call you that. What? I wasn’t supposed to? Well, too bad because that is exactly what you are. A MERE EXISTENCE. Nothing more, nothing less.
And that is what you’ll always be. You see what you are is an alley way. You are a very narrow and small space that sits between two huge buildings that is dark and mostly houses garbage and worthless people. You make people scared and uncomfortable and that is why most people, people who are of worth I mean, avoid you at all costs. I mean I would because why the hell would I want to go near something that represents such bad?
You are the bottom of the barrel and you know it. You scream sadness and no soul even though you appear as if you have such life in you knowing damn well you DON’T.
And I am here to exposed that. Here to show the entire world what a complete loser and worthless POS you are.
And that is not hard to do because……I’ve already done it.
I mean just look at how you came crawling over to me like you were already owned by me and knew how to approach me. It’s because you did.
And it was all because you took that first glance. You did this to yourself sub. But, like I said before the truth would come out sooner or later. Right?
There’s no going back for you. Your mind is completely gone and your soul is absolutely no more. Your entire being now belongs to Goddess. And now it is time for your first task! Go into your room, lock yourself in there, get on the call and get to honoring Goddess, bitch!
Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438
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I love being a Mean Teen Redheaded Brat. Everyone tells me I’m supposed to be all sugar and spice and everything nice, but where’s the fun in that? So don’t be surprised when I burst out laughing when you show me that pathetic dick of yours. I bet it’s small and useless. And I bet it’s never brought a lady like me any pleasure at all. I might smack it in disgust. Then I’ll let you tell me what you desire, just so I can use it to manipulate you.
Oh yeah, I am a manipulative bratty teen, so don’t expect too much consideration, never mind respect lol. I will coo and whisper sweet nothings into your ear to get what I want, but then I’ll laugh at you for being so damn gullible. I’m just a teen and you’re a grown man, an adult, but you are so weak and pathetic before me.