age play

Age-Play? – Yes please. And we continue……………….

The head on the roof of your mouth versus the ridge on your lips, the veiny shaft on your tongue. Can your cheeks expand to make a little happy place for daddy’s cockhead while your young, developing tongue massages the shaft? Or do you direct way down your throat, past your tonsils, giving daddy a special, tight, thrill? Or does he direct you? Do you try to stop him as his cock fills your throat? Does the look on your face, the sad, confused, eyes welling up with tears give him pause? Or does it turn him on more? Does he even look at you at all? Or do you disgust him?

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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I’m not sure if you know this about me or not, but I love a kinky Tomsin girl orgy more than anything! You guys know that Tomsin girls are all just as horny as I am, so we love to get together for some sexy fun every now and then. Of course, we insisted on having an orgy this year instead of holiday party.

My girls and I decided that even though it wasn’t a traditional holiday party, we still wanted to be festive. So, we dressed up as sexy elves and when everyone arrived, they thought we just looked super sexy. Yeah, of course we looked sexy! But, if we were going to be Santa’s little helpers, we really wanted to look amazing while we were doing it.

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

No ticket for Sylvia after bumping into Mr Smith’s truck at the mall.  I was so excited because I had just been to a favorite boutique picking up silk stockings.  As I sat in the car I took them out to look at them again, feel them again because nothing feels like real silk.  Putting the car in reverse I backed out of my parking space.  Suddenly there was a big bang and my car stopped.  Looking in the rear view mirror (which I should have done earlier) I saw a blue pickup truck.  I was so excited my pencil skirt made it difficult to move as fast as I wanted.  As I got to the truck the driver was walking around his truck to inspect the damage. He was a big boy; at least 6’2″, broad shoulders and had to have been melted in those jeans. 
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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I have a little sissy girl who loves to wear frilly dresses. This holiday season, I found the frilliest dress I’ve ever seen and got it for her. She squealed with glee when she saw it and said she wanted to see Santa wearing her new girl dress, so off we went.

The mall wasn’t too crowded, which was good. Because my sissy girl refused to behave. While standing in the short line, she kept pulling her dress up. Which may have been okay, except that SOMEWHERE between home and Santa’s workshop, she had removed her frilly panties and was showing off all of her playful parts to ladies in the Santa picture line up.

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A Feminization Fairy Tale Role Play.  A long time ago, in a land far away lived a meek and small boy who lived with his father, mother, brother, and sister.  The father expected his sons to grow to be strong and masculine, but Paige did not feel masculine at all.  He felt feminine and delicate.  His father punished him every day to try and teach him to be a man but to no avail.  Paige continued to be gentle and submissive, and subservient.  He was banished to the women’s quarters, where he was teased while being dressed and treated as a girl.  Paige lived in a limbo world and never felt like she fit in anywhere though she wanted too so desperately.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Oh, you silly, silly thing. You thought you could keep him all to yourself.  I only wanted to say thank you after our introduction, but you said you’d “handle it.” Did you think keeping him at arm’s length was going to work? You were selfish with a remarkable man, selfish in more ways than I can count. Only being selfish never pays off like you think it will. You ran off the best man, probably the only one who truly understood your black heart. Your arrogant self made many mistakes, but the ultimate misstep was telling him, “Kayla will take care of you.”

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Let It Snow

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It was supposed to be just one episode of our reality trash tv show, and then Joel was going to go home. Only we couldn’t indulge in the drama of other people’s lives without a drink. So one glass turned to two, and two turned to three. The next thing I knew, Joel was in no condition to drive home when our show ended. “I’ll just call an uber.” He slurred at me, and I giggled as I shook my head.

“No way, Jose! It’s snowing so badly out there. You can’t ask anyone to drive in that. So stay here with me tonight and let it snow!”

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I don’t like to tell this story, but I think if I do, it may save just one little girl or boy from going through what I did. So, I’m going to be brave and tell you about how the grinch stole my virginity. Just like every Christmas eve before, my mom told me to go to bed early so that Santa could come. She would always say, “He knows when you are sleeping, and he won’t bring you any gifts if you are awake.” I didn’t understand why Santa had to be so sneaky or why he didn’t want to be seen, but I tried to go to sleep as she said.

Only I wasn’t tired. I never go to bed early, plus I was so excited about my possible presents that it was nearly painful to close my eyes and lie still, but I tried! I squeezed my pillow tight and closed my eyes, willing the night to pass quickly!

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Cougar At Work

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Cougar at work is what my friends say when we go out partying.  There’s something about the age where now I feel so confident in going after what I want.  In my younger years, I tried to do all the things possible to attract boys and never understood I had everything they wanted.  It was in my Jr Varsity cheerleader uniform that I discovered it.  Wearing an extra firm sports bra didn’t help much either.  Without telling the coach; I altered the top so my tits would almost fly out when being tossed around in the cheers.  Watching the boys all get hard-ons really made my panties wet.  Don’t let the girls tell you they don’t know what they are doing because they do.  Soon I was having to make my mind up about which  I was going to be: a little angel or a tramp.   Continue reading “Cougar At Work”

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Now that Thanksgiving is over, I can comfortably begin decorating for Christmas. I really hate rushing the holidays since they are so special, but Christmas is really my favorite. This year, I hired a handyman to hang the lights along the eves. My vision would be better executed by a professional. Our neighborhood was having a decorating contest, and I wanted to win.

My friend Candy was over when the handyman showed up. We were pleased to see he was about our age and very good-looking. Not some potbellied older man who’d fall off the ladder halfway through tacking my display up.

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