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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Kayla and I found the entrance to the underworld.  Anna tagged along with us that day because we’d told her that we were going to go shopping for some new sexy underwear.  Kayla convinced her than she should come along with us to supervise and make sure I actually got some.  Anna knew that no one could ever really make me wear panties if I didn’t want to but knew with Kayla and I she was guaranteed a fun adventure full of shenanigans.  She just didn’t know how much of an adventure we’d have this day with Hades and Cerberus.

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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Have you been craving a big load lately? We both know you have been so don’t deny it. All you can think about is how badly you want to be turned into a cock sucking glory hole queen. Taking big load after big load every single night.

And there’s no better place for you to practice than the sex club a few blocks away from my place which has multiple glory holes. It’s always packed with horny men looking for a suck off, so you’ll be in heaven.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

My nursery has been getting quite full lately! Turns out lots of babies love having a teen cutie changing them and feeding them! I can’t blame them, must be nice to have a hot young lady making sure they are nice and comfy! But my latest baby who has joined me is just the sweetest! Baby Jack is the nicest baby I have had in a while. Always so patient when I get out a new pamper for him! Sweet Jack knows that I want to make him feel good, but no baby is without the occasional meltdown from being tired and wet!

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Daddy’s Girl

Posted 1 year ago by Kayla

Daddy's Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

I confided in Daddy that I hadn’t been sleeping well lately. I even wake up tired! He told me that wasn’t good and that it was important for a busy girl like me to be well-rested. Just before dinner, he called me into his room and handed me a little white pill. “Don’t let Mommy know I gave you one of my sleeping pills, but take this with dinner, and tonight, you will sleep like a princess.”

With a nod of thanks, I hurried to the dinner table, popping the tablet in my mouth and sipping my milk. Daddy sat down a few minutes later and gave me a secret wink. I’m such a lucky Daddy’s girl to have a Daddy who cares so much about me and fixes all my problems.

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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Even though he has a small cock my husband is definitely sweet. Unfortunately, that small cock doesn’t really do a thing for me when it comes to fucking. His dick is pretty tiny and I’m a size queen, so I can’t even feel it when he tries to put it inside me. He says I’m being cruel when I say that, but I really can’t help it. I’m just being honest. If he thinks the truth is mean, well then I guess that’s just a bonus for what I want to do to him! Because in my opinion that small cock of his makes him the perfect cuckold for a women like me.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

You always should come in to a session with me knowing you’re going to leave happy. One of my specialties I have discovered in my time here is the ability to make sissies of all kinds explode. None of them seem to be able to resist a jailbait tease looking at them as a weak sissy. How much more pathetic can you get? Indeed, when a sissy gets off to a teen dream, they have reached the bottom of the humiliation bin. It reminds me of those pornos where they enjoy having their high-school bullies torment them. Isn’t that what you want? You want to be bitched down at by a hot teen bully. Don’t hide your shame from us. We already know what you are.

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Alex Loves Her Babies 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

There is something so thrilling about watching my babies have fun. Babies of all kinds come to me to play, and they all have their own little quirk! That is exactly what makes them exciting to have around and on my special changing table. There is never a time I am not looking for new babies to play with. I can’t seem to get enough of the smell of wet wipes and diaper cream! I could do without the smelly messes they make! Stinky pampers are a smell I have become able to sniff out at every turn, they can’t escape me!

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I was in a dark room. Where was it? I couldn’t remember. Ropes were tying me to the ceiling, my arms lifted above my head. There was no way I had been in this position for very long, my arms didn’t feel exhausted. How did I get here? I couldn’t remember anything. Damnit! What was happening? It was so dark in the room that I couldn’t make out anything other than a chair in the corner, a door, and a big locked trunk. Interesting. Clearly, not very helpful to me in that situation. Obviously, I was going to have a hard time figuring this out.

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Should I Tatt My Tits Or Ass

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I been thinkin’ bout getting a hot tatt. Only problem is where the fuck should I put it? I got great fuckin’ assets no matter where you look, right? These massive boobs could use some ink, but this tight little ass could use a target for when you fuckin me from behind and want to spank me.

Come wit me to the tattoo parlor, and let’s look at the options. Would it turn you off if I got your name tatted into my smooth, ebony skin?

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Bondage Beauty

Posted 1 year ago by Rita

Bondage Beauty

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Being his bondage beauty makes me so proud. We walk through the dark club, hand in hand, as Master and sub. My eyes are cast down, watching our feet move in unison. He’s fully dressed in a suit, and I’m wearing only a nude-colored thong. To anyone looking, I’d appear fully naked, save for my tall heels.

I’m not shy or ashamed; I’m his little work of art, or I will be once we get on stage. The crowd is milling about, drinking, dancing, and talking. I feel eyes clocking us as we move, and then murmurs follow. “He’s here.” “That’s the Dom I was telling you about.” “Oh, look.” Then, the group of people shifts focus when I follow him up to the center of the stage.

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