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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

You know, I miss having exhibition calls. I don’t get them enough! Public fucking? Amazing! It’s the height of adventure. Lots of guys message me asking what I wanna do. And the answer is anything they want, really. I love being spontaneous. But part of that is… spontaneous anywhere. If you wanna make my day, come talk to me about fucking in public. Even if it’s just at a fetish or sex club. That’s good enough for me baby! Imagine walking in on a couple of freaky kinksters getting it on! I would simply have to get in on the excitement. And I would love to have someone join my adventure.

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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” →

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

What’s one of those hot fantasy’s that you don’t ever want to admit to anyone, ever? Well, Tessa has one of them.I’m only divulging here cause it’s where I spill it all. I have this really dark and super naughty fantasy of having the riskiest sex ever. I’m not on any type of birth control, and something about the thought of getting pregnant just makes my pussy wetter than wet. This dirty little slut likes it risky.

Now of course I realize how risky, how completely immature, how irresponsible this is in “real life”. But I mean, that’s why it’s so hot to me. That’s exactly why I get so turned on by it. Imagine, that dick is just looking up at my pussy. It wants to be inside of it so bad. Like crazy bad. And I’m almost dripping at this point. I’m hovering up above, on top of you, and I’m wiggling my pussy up just an inch of so above your cock. I have to let you know that my pussy is teasing you so bad. But I can’t say it. It’s pussy talk.

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Jemma’s Worth

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Disgusting, dirty, nasty worthless. A repugnant, worthless whore, that’s what I am. 

Having been run through so many times by so many guys, who would ever want this repulsive, stretched-out pussy? 

Nasty whore.

No one does, because everyone knows I am a worthless whore who deserves nothing. 

I’ve felt horrible my entire life, always knowing I was worth absolutely nothing. Everyone has made me feel like this. Everyone I have ever met.

No one would want to be with someone like me.

Throughout my entire life, no one has ever made me feel like I am good enough. I could try, to make friends, or have normal relationships with people.

It doesn’t work though. People take one look at me and know I am a disgusting worthless whore.

I feel like my life is meaningless and I am a vile waste of space.

I am insignificant to most people unless they want to use one of my holes. That’s the only thing I am good for.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

New year, same sexy lady! Still on the prowl for new and used cock! I would put an advertisement for what I am looking for, but my acceptable cocks list is too broad! Small, stupid-looking things. Monstrous, eye-watering throbbing ones. And the people those cocks would be attached to? Even more broad. Little sissies who want to suck BBC, or guys who have the BBC. Too many guys, too little time. So, anyone with a cock or sissy cunt is someone that I would be interested in. Putting up an advertisement asking for a coffee table is much simpler than one for goons.

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Cucked By The Babysitter

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I’ve been Babysitting for the Petersons for as long as I can remember. Mr. Perterson is an average Dad. Kind of round about his middle, and he gets nervous around me. When I hug him, he blushes and quickly tries to cover his crotch. They are about to move away, and I’m sad I won’t get to sit for them anymore, but I thought, “What could be a good going away gift for Mr. Peterson?”

I called my friend Jeremy and asked if he’d like to help me get Mr. Peterson cucked by the babysitter as his going-away gift. He laughed and said he’d do anything for me (The case with most men in my life.)

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Oh how I love mentally sifting through memories from way back in the day. I remember those fun days where we would all do something really exciting as a family. By the end of the day we were so spent, and were running on fumes. But the one thing that always sticks out now that I’m older is how we would bond, different from other family’s. But Tessa’s family kisses were so unique, in their own distorted dysfunctional way. I didn’t know this though, until years later.

Mommy and daddy would kiss us before we went to bed. She would lay us down. Sometimes we would play like we were sleeping under the stars, and brother and I would camp out. She would kiss us good night and daddy too. Those kisses paved the way into our later lives.

The first thing she would teach me was to gently stick out my tongue, and barely touch hers. Then we would massage them together for a little bit. Daddy would do the same thing with us. And then brother and I would do it too with each other. And that would be part of the way we sometimes showed one another love and affection.

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Santa Visits Tami

Posted 1 year ago by Anna

Santa Visits Tami

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Tami had been very naughty all year round. He was on Santa’s naughty list, but mommy Anna had begged Santa to give Tami a break, she was calling Santa every day insisting what a good girl Tami was being. Finally, with a little slutty persuasion, Santa gave in to Anna’s pleas.

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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” →

Rita Under Jemma's Christmas Tree

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

All girls love dolls. After witnessing some callers play with TMSN’s own Robotic Rita, Jemma wanted nothing more for Christmas than her very own life-like AI sex doll. She imagined all of the ways they could touch and taste each other. How they would tease and please boys together! Like a good girl, she wrote a letter to Santa and mailed it straight to the North Pole. As with any unacknowledged correspondence, Jemma spent all of December wondering if Good Old Saint Nick would make her dreams come true.

On Christmas Eve, Jemma tidied up her living room and set out a plate of homemade cookies with a glass of milk, hoping to secure her spot on the nice list and get the doll of her dreams. Then she tucked into bed early and squeezed her eyes shut, willing sleep to come.

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