Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Hey y’all! So I went to the doctor the other day for a routine check-up, and let me tell you, it was NOT what I was expecting! I mean, I just wanted him to take a look at this mole on my leg, but boy did things take a turn!
As soon as I walked into the exam room, my doctor greeted me with a big smile and a flirty wink. At first, I was a little taken aback, but then I thought, “why not have a little fun?” I mean, I’m only 20 and living my best life, right?
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I’ve always been a fan of massages, but my latest experience at the spa was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. From the moment I walked in, I was greeted by a handsome young masseuse with chiseled features and piercing eyes. He introduced himself as Liam and led me to the treatment room.
As I lay face down on the massage table, Liam began working his magic. His strong, skilled hands glided over my back and shoulders, easing out all the knots and tension. He worked slowly downwards, his touch both firm and gentle. By the time he reached my lower back, I was practically putty in his hands, my body and mind completely relaxed.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna had a crush on her neighbors for the longest time. There was a tall, dark handsome man who lived next door with his son and wife. His son was going off to college and Anna offered to come and help, as the man’s wife was away visiting family. Anna had a niece who went to the same school and so she claimed she would help and simply visit her niece.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Sweet Sissy Trainers! Amber and I spent the day shopping together for silky, sexy, feminine lingerie. We weren’t shopping for ourselves though. We’d scheduled a date later in the day with our favorite Silky girl. Silky never disappoints us and always proves to be the best girl in the universe. I’d texted her to make sure that her legs were nice and smooth for the sissy pegging session we had planned. It’s never fun trying to pull silk stocking up over prickly legs. Our good girl immediately set to work making sure she was appropriately smooth and hairless in all the right places.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
“I don’t deserve happiness. And to be honest, I haven’t felt it in so many years, that I forgot what it feels like. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that this is how the rest of my life will be. I’ve been beaten down emotionally all of my life. I’ve realized that my needs aren’t important. Nobody cares.” He shared with me.
Oh no, that is not true My Darling. You do deserve happiness. Your needs are important. And your feelings do matter. Fuck anyone and everyone that says anything different. Reclaim your life back. It’s too short. None of us should settle for anything less than pure bliss. Or we should at least be able to strive for it. Without anyone standing in our way. We should surround ourselves with people that want the best for us. Not people that hold us back from our happiness.
“She uses me for my money. That’s all she cares about. She’s manipulative and conniving. Prancing around here in her cute little outfits teasing and tantalizing me. Then she takes my money and leaves me hard and leaking. But deep down I know I really do deserve this.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Hey there, sexy! Let me tell you a little secret – I’m the perfect girlfriend for you because I’m not your wife. Yeah, you read that right.
See, I know your wife just doesn’t get it. She’s too caught up in her busy life to really see what you need. To understand what makes you tick. But me? I’m different. I know exactly what you crave, even if you don’t say it out loud. I can see it in the way you look at me when you think no one is watching. How your eyes linger just a bit too long. And trust me, I’m more than happy to give you everything she won’t.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Haha you actually thought you had a chance with me, little dude? And you think your tiny little worm is gonna impress me? As if!
Let me tell you, I’ve seen bigger clits than the pathetic excuse for a dick you call a penis. Like honestly, are you even a real man? It looked like a shriveled up pinky toe! I almost felt bad for you, watching you try to stuff that sad little thing into my tight coed pussy. I had to FORCE myself not to laugh in your face as you fumbled around, trying to get it to even reach my cervix.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I love getting calls from guys who tell me they wish they’d had a sexy cougar like me next door when they were teenagers. I totally get it. If all the older women in your neighborhood were really old and just not sexy, then you totally missed out on an essential part of your teenage years.
Fantasizing about or even fucking the sexy cougar next door is something all boys should get to experience. If you didn’t get to have that experience, then you really need to call me so you can lie back, close your eyes, and let me make it happen for you.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I knew my professor’s wife was a bitch. But I had no idea how two faced she really was. Wow, she is so fake. I can’t stand people that talk behind other people’s backs. Especially when they don’t even really know the person. It’s like get a life of your own and keep other people’s names out of your mouth!
I overheard the other professors talking about how she accidentally hit “send to all” on her email. And everyone saw an email that was meant for just her closest friend/fellow professor. She was being so immature, and obviously jealous. Why do people take their own personal frustrations and insecurities out on others?
The professor that she was talking about is really sweet. I felt so bad for her. She didn’t deserve that at all. I could tell that it really upset her. I didn’t realize that women could still be “mean girls” at that age. I know karma is real and people always get what they give. But I felt strongly about standing up for what was right. I felt the need and urge to protect her. I wanted to help her get revenge.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
You’re so pathetic and weak, aren’t you? All you’re good for is throwing money my way while you stroke your pathetic little dick, jacking off to my pictures. You think you’re worth more than that, but you’re not. All I see when I look at you is a disposable ATM. A cashcow that exists to bankroll my lavish lifestyle.
When you send me money, it’s not out of generosity. It’s out of desperation. You’re so infatuated, so obsessed, so utterly enthralled by me that you’ll do anything to catch my attention. Even if that means opening your wallet and letting me drain it dry.