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I’ve Been A Daddy’s Girl From Day 1!

Avery  1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I’ve been a Daddy’s Girl for as long as I can remember and it’s not changing anytime soon. I have told you before in blogs that I was born to fuck and I was born to be a daddy’s girl. I don’t remember a time in my young life when I wasn’t horny. I guess that’s why I love extreme ageplay calls so much.

All kinds of men started touching me when I was very young and I loved it. At family gatherings, I’d always find myself sitting on the laps of all the older men in my family. I didn’t really care to sit on the laps of the boys that were sort of near my age – it always had to be an older man.

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*LUCY*  844-332-2639 xxx- 221 

There are many types of risky sex that one can have. Having unprotected sex when you’re fertile though is another kind of risky sex that can lead to all kinds of craziness. I can feel when I am ovulating by the way men treat me. My aunt told me when I was younger about how men are drawn to an ovulating woman. It’s no wonder I take so many impregnation phone sex calls. Men love a hot fertile woman that they can fill with their seed. It’s a fantasy that I share too. I fantasize about taking myself back to my husband with your bun in my oven.

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Can you spot it?  Did you even notice the beard?  I bet you noticed those nips pushing against the material of the hoodie!  We have been working on getting them noticeable. With Special meditation with me and some wonderful cream, I have found.  I have a trim body to work with but the beard must go.  Each session we have I repeat that it must go.  I go over with her how to rub around and around in a small circle and pull up to get them nice and hard.  Using meditation helps wonders and a cream I have found.  See how proud she is showing the nips off?  I’m sure you know it’s been a struggle but a struggle she is so happy she is making.  How’s your training going? Continue reading “Can You Spot It” →

The lights are on at my crush’s house.  I am standing out on his front lawn, hiding in the bushes.  He doesn’t know that I’m looking through his front window.  I want to catch a glimpse of him naked if I can.  I’ve had a crush on him forever and a day.  He hasn’t returned my flirting, though.  So, I don’t know if he’s oblivious to my feelings for him or if he’s playing hard to get.  Either way, this distance between us ends tonight.  I plan to seduce him or force him to fuck me.  I’m totally cool with either scenario.  But tonight will doubtlessly end with his cock in my fuck holes.

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HONEY 1-844-332-2639, ext. 300

Ladies first, so lick this pussy. I have a reputation as a bad ass bitch. Of course I can put it down but what I really need is a man who is able to treat this pussy right. Lick it, fuck it and all of the things. You don’t need to worry about getting yours until I’ve had mine.

Always appreciate fine ass pussy like this. It deserves worship and honor. Get that tongue working on it. Sitting on your face and grinding on your tongue is where I need to be.

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The Great C3PO Debacle Part 2

I felt a covered hand come around me as soon as the lights flashed, indicating the car unlocked. The hand covered my mouth and nose. A foul odor hit my senses, and then it was as though the world slowed down to a crawl.  I could hear garbled sounds. It was as though I was trying to look through water, and my arms and legs would no longer work.

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She began using the magic wand first since my little pure pussy was something they had never had in hell. As she massaged my pink pussy with the rod, I felt her long tongue slither into my pussy. Wow, spencer, I have never tasted something so sweet. You taste like heaven. Continue reading “Queen Of The Demons Pussy Phone Sex Part Two” →

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Tease and denial is an art, taking the time to take charge and yet keep it a mystery.  I’ve known for some time the Fed Ex delivery man is interested in staying longer than to drop off packages.  In the beginning, when he brought a delivery I would meet him at the door, thank him and close the door.  It took me a few deliveries before I realized the attraction was there.  On one of his deliveries, I met him at the door with a short robe on with the sash too loose to stay closed.  As I reached for the package it fell open to expose my tits.  Grabbing the robe shut I could see his eyes trying to catch a good look.  Another time I answered the door with my workout sports bra and spandex shorts.  He almost dropped the package. This time I saw the bulge Continue reading “Tease And Denial” →

Cup Of Cum

Posted 3 years ago by Writer

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A cup of cum served up after a hot time with me is something you’ve always wanted to do.  You’ve even imagined my being there when you are jacking off to taste your own cum.  It’s something you have been wanting to do for some time you say.  I love helping with that; even have a special cup a special caller gave me.  We had so much fun coaxing him to shoot a load of cum into that cup.  Surprisingly your cum can taste differently at different times.  What did you have at your last meal or snack? How stressed are you? What kind of vitiams do you take?  Lots of things influence the taste.  The most fun is getting to the point of cuming into the shot glass. Listening to my smooth southern voice is just one way.  We’ll discover what is best for you. Continue reading “Cup Of Cum” →

Ass For Gas

Posted 3 years ago by Writer

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Look, I’m not very good with money, okay? So I spent the day out of the house, driving around and shopping. I went from one side of town to the other and then wanted to go back to a store on the other side. So I got a coffee, waited in the long-ass drive-through line, and drove all the way back. It’s been getting hotter, so I left the car running with the A.C on while I shopped. I mean, who doesn’t like a chill car when you get back from trying on a ton of outfits?

On my way home, the stupid orange gas light came on. Daddy normally fills the tank for me, but I guess his dumbass forgot. So I whipped my pretty little car into the gas station and parked at the pump. It’s been forever since I pumped my gas, so I was shocked when I saw the price per gallon! Are you fucking kidding me?!

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