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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext. 220
I am so tired of not being pleased. Men just don’t understand the frustration of it. All they do is whine about their blue balls from being turned away by a woman. Why don’t they ever think about why that is happening? We want to be ravished by men, treated as the hot pieces of ass we are. The last time a man tried to please me, he wouldn’t even lick my pussy! How rude have men become? Is chivalry really gone, as the people say? Maybe some man out there still knows how to take a woman, really make her squirm.
 

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Cornucopia Of Pleasure

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

The cornucopia symbolizes fruitful abundance and nourishment. As a symbol of Thanksgiving and a way to share our bountiful pleasures with those we hold closest. I can’t think of a better replacement for the cornucopia this year on your dinner table than this tight, teen pussy.

I promise to be an abundant supply of good things and pleasures that await you when you spread me open and dig in.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

What do they always say about pussy control? Well I personally think that as much as my pussy is Grade A+, my tongue is absolutely mind-blowing! You won’t be able to get enough.
The things that my warm, wet, and might I add, skilled and experienced tongue does just makes me believe that it should have its own entrance fee slapped on.  I might as well call it my secret weapon, and it should have some kind of warning that reads, “Caution: Enter at your own risk because once you cum into for ride, there’s no turning back.” This dirty girl loves to kiss, and I’m not talking about your grandma’s peck. I’m talking I want to get a full on massage with your tongue. We’re going to get nasty together. We’re going to taste, you know like a wine tasting, but this is going to be so much more of a raw experience. You know, cause this naughty cunt likes it that way. If it isn’t raw, I don’t want it.

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He dared me to wrestle her.  I love girl wrestling so much!  She was huge compared to me!  5’11” and nearly 200 pounds!  I’m only 5’1” and 108 pounds!  But that’s sort of the point to jiu-jitsu.  She had no clue that wrestling leads to strap on fucking around here after hours.

She’d been coming to jiu-jitsu classes for over a month now.  She wouldn’t roll with me because I’m half her size.  She’d just talk about how tiny and adorable I am and how she’d snap me in half if she rolled with me.

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Mommy Said No

Posted 2 years ago by Anna

Mommy said no

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy decided she was going to take her baby shopping and running errands. First, we went to the grocery store. Mommy put you in the cart, but you started to misbehave. Every aisle we went to, you tried to sneak things into the cart that only you wanted. ‘’No! You know mommy doesn’t allow her baby too much sugar and junk! Put that back!’’ I said, placing the items back on the shelf. You still managed to sneak a few items by, and Mommy unfortunately didn’t notice.

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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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Babysitters Aren't Just For Babies

Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

Babysitters aren’t just for babies. Or toddlers or teens. I know what you’re thinking. “Yes, Val, that’s the point.” However, you’d be wrong if you thought like that.

Babysitters like me are also for the Daddies. Typically, by the time I’m hired, he’s so sex-starved that just breathing in his direction could make him cum in his pants. I give him much more than that, though, I promise you.

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Does Anyone Just Make Love, Anymore?

Ronnie 844-332-2639 Ext 443

Does anyone just make love anymore? I’ll be honest: when I started working here, I thought I’d be learning how a man handles a woman. Maybe old movies like “The Notebook” and “Pretty Woman” had me thinking that a man would love to undress me and slowly discover every inch of my body.

All my fantasies start with kissing and caressing. Gently! I long to know what it feels like when a man covers my neck in kisses, and I can feel him breathing in my ear, but it seems all y’all wanna do is wear my panties or have me laugh at your little dick.

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mistress

I hear the Skype ring and it is him. The screen appears and before me I see him stroking his cock. He likes to stroke for me, and I like to watch. I rate him. He always gets really high marks. I also compare him, compare him to the other cocks I have seen. We discuss the length and width and then we get more detailed. Yes, very detailed. I like that and it excites me.
I tell him how the head of his cock is very unique. The ledge and the angle. Just perfect. A very distinct ledge too. The kind that makes us girls feel so so good. He starts to get a little harder and those veins start to pop. We discuss those too. I like it. Then, well then we start to talk about other things. Other things that might please me. Things he has never tried before. Think rubber bands, clothespins, and your mouth.

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Tami and the Witch

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Tami had been locked away in Miss Anna’s nursery, being taken care of, diapered, and hooked up to the IV. Mommy Anna was making sure that Tami was becoming more regressed by the day, and increasing Tami’s level of submission. She would dress and change Tami every morning, then feed her baby around brunch time while in the rocking chair, then change her baby again. Afternoon time was always play time with snacks and mommy Anna would put Tami in the playpen full of naughty toys and make Tami a special cocktail to put her into a Jello-like submissive state so she could play with her all afternoon until dinner time rolled around.

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