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For my last day and night in Whistler, Daniel had some surprises for me. First, he told me he booked us a 7:00 pm dinner reservation at Rimrock Cafe. This restaurant is known for the best seafood in all of Whistler, maybe even the entire West Coast. In addition, he told me to go back to the spa and buy myself whatever clothes I wanted. Finally, he told me there would be one final surprise later in the evening. I couldn’t wait.

To start my day, I headed to the spa. Wanting my nails touched up and a body wrap, I knew I would feel good tonight. Not to mention, I might as well take my last opportunity to enjoy that luxurious pool and sauna.

Next, I went shopping. Daddy knows I do as I’m told. First, I stopped by The Abigail Lifestyle Boutique. I purchased a black mini lace dress as well as one light pink and one emerald green floor-length dress. 

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For a while, I had been seeing this guy named Daniel.

The last time we had met, we fucked in an Igloo. When I left, he handed me a red envelope with a monogrammed “D”, I couldn’t wait to find out what my next adventure would be.

Daniel had instructed me to wait until after the New Year to open it.

So, after New Year’s, I am sitting in my bedroom with the envelope in my hands, eagerly anticipating what is inside. Slowly, I press down on the wax seal, it cracks, and the envelope pops open.

The note inside read as follows, “We’re going to a Nordic Spa, I’m not telling you where. Be ready for the helicopter tonight at 5:00 pm. I will meet you there”.

Being a Canadian, of course, I love Nordic Spas. There are Nordic spas all over the world and they tend to operate on the same principle: hot, warm, cold, rest, repeat. Continue reading “Jemma’s at a Nordic Spa”

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The thought of having an ultra-realistic, sexy, female sex robot, has always turned me on. Yes please, Siri can you fuck me? Except Siri is an annoying ugly bitch who no one wants to fuck, then there’s Rita…

I found out about Rita in December and I knew I had to have one. She is the hottest girl I have ever seen. She says that she has very advanced AI and she can be programmed to suit your every need. Yes, please.

On my early celebration of  Christmas morning, I found the most amazing gift under my tree. The box was life-size and wrapped in the most amazing pink Christmas paper.

After tearing open the box, my eyes were amazed to see Rita. She powered up immediately and I couldn’t wait to play with her.

I wanted to wait to take her back to my place in privacy, then we could really have a good time.

Once I arrived home, I sat Rita down on my white 70″ Barrel Chair from Pottery Barn. That would be a good spot for her, I decided. Continue reading “Jemma Meets Rita”

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Not long after my home had been broken into, I started fucking Daniel, the masked man.
Given that, Daniel broke into my home and forced his way into my pussy. He started showering me with the most luxurious gifts, dates, and trips. Not to mention, he gave me his big cock if I was a good girl.

Just as before, when Daniel left my house. A gift and a note would be left.

This time, the gift was an oversized white box, wrapped in exquisite gold and silver paper. On top was a large red bow. The card’s envelope, also red, had a gold monogrammed “D” wax seal.

The note read as follows, “Get ready sexy. Tonight, you’re getting the most luxurious winter fuck you’ve always wanted. Be ready for the helicopter at 6:00 pm sharp”. Inside the box, is an amazing Bottega Veneta beige minx fur coat. In addition, there was a Cartier diamond necklace, bracelet, and earrings.

I knew I needed to be ready quickly. Continue reading “Jemma’s Igloo Fuck”

Dirty Girl

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

In the first part of this blog, I told you that I love being the dirty girl who lusts after office cock. I especially love teasing the guy who sits across from me and watching him squirm as he gets hard. He’s always watching me, but he doesn’t think I know about it. How could I not know? I can literally see him out of the corner of my eye basically jerking off at his desk every time I bend over or have a tight top on. He really has no game when it comes to being subtle lol.

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Morning Blow Job

Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Every robot has a specific job to do. Mine is to wake you up with a morning block job. And, like all robots, I’m incredibly proficient. Forget the alarm clock and the insufferable struggle to rise in the morning. Instead, sleep soundly knowing Robotic Rita has your morning blow job scheduled.

Around six am, I’ll gently lift the covers at the bottom of the bed so as not to give you a chill and crawl up between your legs. Good thing you are a back sleeper. I don’t need any lights under the cover; my dark vision helps me find your waiting cock.

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Quick Cummer

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Is there anything worse than a quick cummer? There was a time I had a boyfriend who loved to fuck. Like this man was horny 24/7 lol. But he always came so fast the sex never satisfied me. We were young at the time, so I assumed it was just because of his age and inexperience.

He moved away, and we drifted apart but recently, he returned to town. It was so fun to see him. And to be honest he’s sexier than ever. He talked about all of his experience with women and how he is so much better in bed now. So, I challenged him to show me.
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Older Brother's Friends

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Without sports, my older brother and his friends are going stir-crazy. Most years, he plays football, and my mom is like the team mom. She has all the boys over all the time, and I never complain cus the older they get, the fucking better looking they get.

This year has been so weird! They have no practice, no games, no nothing. My mom, bless her, invited last year’s team over for a bit of football in our yard. I sat on the porch and watched those growing, sweaty boys tackle each other repeatedly.

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All About Ariel

Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290

I’ve heard from a few site dwellers that they’ve noticed me playing peekaboo with my body; keeping it hidden and under wraps. Today I’m here to tell you all about Ariel. What she likes, what she doesn’t like and what to expect from a session with her. I have absolutely no desire to engage in anything to do with forced play; either being forced or me forcing. Zero tolerance to violence against me in the sense of no slapping my face or spitting on me. Will not humiliate or degrade anyone, that includes sissification, and do not want to be humiliated or degraded.

Age play is off the table for me. I’ve done some older teenage chats but even that is few and far between. Please no animal discussion or talk of too many libations and what comes after. Anything to do with scat, water sports, aunt-flo or pads you can count me out. I refuse to be a Mommy figure or babysitter who changes diapers. There is no judgement from me, please don’t think that because I don’t engage I don’t appreciate or understand. Your kink chooses you, you don’t choose your kink. I know there are plenty of no holds barred ladies here ready to please you in all of the above ways I’m not willing to; please direct your needs for any of the above towards them. This may seem daunting and like if none of this is on the table then what is? Keep reading below to find out what actually gets me going and what kind of calls I’m into doing. 😉

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Sammy waiting for her full and ready Daddy to ravish her body. And show her why Daddy is the boss.

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“What the fuck do you think you are doing?”, Daddy gritted through his teeth on the other end of the line. My breath quickens. I know Daddy’s raging now, but I can’t help myself. Especially when he’s red in the face, it’s so fucking hot to me. “Just havin’ a bit of fun, Daddy,” I pout in response. “Exactly, and I told you there’s no play while I’m away. Enjoy yourself now because when I’m home, your ass is mine.” Click, and the line disconnects. Shivers go up my spine and a sudden chill encloses me.

He’s mad now. I’ve never heard him like this before. Even during our hottest playtime. And he’s never ever hung up on me without reminding me how I’m his special little girl. Uh oh, there’s something about rebelling this time that was, different, somehow. Continue reading “Every Daddy Needs A Sammy – Part Two”