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The world of pageants has always been fun. Competing has always been fun for me, throughout my whole life.

When I was younger, I wore the most amazing glittery dresses with delightful tutus on them. The colours were enjoyable and vibrant and I looked good in all of them. Pink was one of my favourites to compete in, as I grew up, I loved red.

Daddy always loved to help me get ready for my pageants. He still does.

Normally, when I compete, I win. However, that can never be counted on. That’s why I always make sure I do a great job of the private interview portion. If you know what I mean.

January 2024, I am competing in Miss Grand International. Of course, I want that Golden Crown.

Daddy wanted to help me get ready.

We had just had sex, and I was feeling so good.

Getting out of bed, I decided to model my outfits for Daddy.

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It’s national shower sex day and I love to fuck in the shower. My shower is gray tile with a glass door. There are silver racks inside the shower where I store my shampoos, conditioners, body washes, and such. 

So, I strip off all my clothes and turn on the water while I admire myself in the mirror. I like when the water is hot when I get in and it takes a minute or two to warm up. 

Next, slide open the glass door and get inside. Once I’m inside, I start by getting all wet. I rinse my hair and my entire body with water and a bar of Lush Sugar Fairy soap first. Then, I pump some Moroccan Oil Repair shampoo in my hair. It smells amazing already. As I let the shampoo sit in my hair for a moment, I squeeze Aveda body wash into my loofa. I love getting my perky tits and peachy booty covered in soapy suds. 

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First of all, you don’t need to buy me any of this, I’ll be the first to admit I am addicted to shopping. Honestly, I’ll use any justification I can to treat myself.

This blog is dedicated to my thoughts on Lovense because I am constantly asked. Currently, I do not own a Lovense, but hopefully, I will by the time this blog is published. 

First of all, Dan Liu created Lovense in 2010, I would fuck him. He’s worth 19 million and he seems smart as fuck. Honestly, such a clever concept that I can’t believe did not exist until 2010. 

To start, I would purchase a Nora. The reason for this is that the first vibrator I ever owned was also a rabbit style. Plus, I think it would be fun to have my partner control the interior and exterior of my pussy. 

Second, I would purchase the Hush 2. It would be nice to have both a toy for my pussy and ass. Not to mention, I love a good booty plug. 

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Chasing New Heights

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As he thrust into her yet again, she felt a new pressure building in her abdomen. Overwhelmed, her hands explore with a mind of their own. Skimming up his back, her navy blue nails drawing pretty red lines as her pleasure overtakes her. He continues to thrust when she pauses and stares into his eyes.

“I’m sorry it feels like…”

“Like what?” He asks.

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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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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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

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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

Posted 1 year ago by Rita

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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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