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Spring is in the air!

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It doesn’t take much to make your tongue wag, but I don’t take any chances when it comes to spring break.  A very red, g-string style bikini is sure to catch your eye. Red lips and dark eyes behind my oversized sunglasses, a white hat, and white heels – tall, six-inch heels – complete my look. I pick a pool lounger directly across from you. There’s no way you can miss me. I tan in a unique manner.  Legs slightly spread, on my back, one knee bent up, the heel really making everything pop and stand out. Oh, and my back is tilted up on the lounger at 45 degrees so I can watch you from behind the sunglasses. You can barely take your eyes off me, especially that little hint of fabric covering my otherwise exposed pussy as my legs slide open an inch more here, two inches there.

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Daddy’s friends love when they come over to watch the game or play poker with Daddy.  That’s because they have a dirty little secret.  Of course, that filthy naughty secret is yours truly.  Daddy thinks I’m his sweet and innocent little girl.  But his friends know a totally different side of me.  The kinky sexy side of me that I hide from Daddy so he thinks I’m his perfect girl.  Recently, Daddy had his boss over for a dinner.  Daddy’s boss is no different than any of this other friends.  All I had to do was flash my perky tits at him and pout my lips and soon I had him wrapped completely around my little finger.

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Divine Mistress Vada

Hush little paypig, don’t tell your wife. Greedy paypiggie, read Part One HERE

“Shut your mouth,” I tell you. Your heart sinks, you fucked up and now? No cock for you! So, you shut it.

“Look at me. Are we going to listen?” Your eyes race from the floor – where they remain at ALL TIMES unless I’ve said otherwise – up to my beautiful face. I’m staring at you, causing you to stammer your reply, “…yes, I – yes Mistress.”

“Good. Now, open your mouth.” You return your eyes to their place on the floor and obey, being careful not to

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Candy Girl

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Being a candy girl slut is something that I feel I was born to be. And I know it’s taboo to call yourself a slut but if you love who you are then who cares?! I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t ready and willing to get fucked. That’s why I’m so excited to be the candy girl of the week here at Tomsin! Hopefully it means that I’ll get to know a lot of you guys even better than I do now…

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S.W.A.K

Posted 2 years ago by Francie

S.W.A.K

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Do you remember when you started writing your first love notes? How you’d spill your secrets with ink, confident no one but the intended eyes would read them. Did you scribble “S.W.A.K” on the back, or was that something just girls did? Do you remember what it stood for?

Sealed With a kiss. Your confession of love and lust may have been sealed with a press of your lips to the envelope, but I hate to tell you the girl you sent it with shared your words. Even then, you were nothing but a laughing stock to women.

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Cheating Kink

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Listen, it’s not my fault that I cheat. I have a cheating kink and knowing that it’s wrong makes the orgasms so much better!

I recently got a new boyfriend, let’s call him my thick daddy of 2023. He’s actually good for me. He’s sweet and kind and treats me like a queen. Sex with him is great, especially with that thick dick. But the thought of absolute fidelity to him I can’t handle because sneaking around and fucking behind his back is so much hotter.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Mama Felicity’s body has everything it needs to sustain and satisfy her babies. I can continually feed you no matter where we are or what’s around us. Remember that time we went on that long road trip? We’d been driving for hours and hours. As usual, you didn’t listen to Mama’s advice when I told you not to down your bottle.

You downed it before we were even out of the county. Then, a few hours later, with nothing but the highway in front of us, you were thirsty. I wanted to stop to find you something, but a gas station wasn’t in sight. Of course, we didn’t need any silly gas station, did we baby? Mama Felicity has everything you’ll ever need.

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Phone Sex Mistress Laylene brings Daddy a Toy

So you already know my attraction to my older more experienced lovers by now and my newest conquest did not disappoint. I like them mature, well-hung, and have a bank account with lots of zeros behind it. So, if daddy can treat me right, I will make sure to take care of him. Sometimes I have found they like me to be their dirty little sex kitten. This handsome guy liked to have a hot girl on his arm who could pull some hot ladies and bring them home for us to enjoy together. I have no problem getting chicks and I love to lick pussy as much as daddy does. So, when we set out tonight to bring a hottie home my pussy was already wet thinking about it.

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Once again, Laylene and I got to tag team the one and only Baby Tami.  This time though, it was down to the dungeons with her.  Laylene invited me to join her on this incredibly fun adventure.  I accepted without a second thought.  Playing with sissy babies is always so fun!  It’s even more fun when I get to play with one with the hot and sexy Laylene.  The two of us together always seem to make that little carrot explode so hard.

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Umm, No

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

Umm, No

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Umm, No. I see that you must have thought I was kidding when I said you were no longer allowed to wear boys’ clothing. Sorry, Sissy! It wasn’t a joke at all—no more boxers, not a single pair of briefs. From now on, you are only allowed to wear GIRLS’ clothing. That’s right; I didn’t say women’s; I said girls. That means training bras and cartoon cotton panties.

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