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Julie 1-844-332-2639 ext 453

“Dr. Julie, will you be my accomplice? I have a very taboo fantasy about my stepdaughter. Can you help me fulfill it?” His voice was hesitant yet hopeful.

As a phone sex therapist, I’m here to fulfill fantasies. So I would absolutely love to. I will start by taking her out shopping for a slutty little outfit. Would you rather her wear a short little dress or some tight little shorts? What do you think about a thin little white tank top to show off those budding little nipples? I knew you would like that idea. And of course I would never forget the cute little lacy panties.

Then I will begin to explain to her the importance of being a good little girl for Daddy. I will tell her how special it will make her feel to make Daddy feel better than anyone else ever has. She will be so anxious to make Daddy happy. And it will become just as much of an addiction for her as it is for you. Maybe even more so when she has her first orgasm and learns how good Daddy can make her feel.

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Reverse Potty Training

Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

Mommy Anna had Sissy Baby Tami awake from the nursery. Tami tried to rub her eyes
and asked Mommy what she was doing. Mommy Anna told her that today they would be doing
special reverse Potty Training. “What’s that?” said Tami.

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Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323

I think smiles are incredibly dangerous. Not the polite kind you give a stranger in passing. I’m talking about the kind that catches you completely off guard and leaves you thinking about it hours later.

There is something irresistible about a person who knows how to smile. A playful grin from across the room. A mischievous look that says they’re up to no good. That split second when their eyes light up and suddenly you find yourself smiling right back without even meaning to.

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Big Boobs

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Recently I told you about a baby I have named Jake who’s obsessed with my big boobs. He LOVES breastfeeding and it’s always a big part of our playtime together. But little Jake always wants to stay private with our time together and I felt like it was time for him to show off his cute baby ways to the world.

So I took him to the park for his first ever outing. It was going so well until he fell and hurt himself. Right away I knew he would come running to the comfort of my big boobs, but I was curious if he would actually breastfeed in public with everyone watching him.

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Modeling For Art

Posted 4 days ago by Molly

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The studio was always kept just a few degrees too warm. A concession to the vulnerability of my skin against the open air. The scent of linseed oil and turpentine hung heavy in the air; a heady mix that always sharpened my senses. I stepped onto the dais, the silk robe slipping from my shoulders and pooling at my feet in a soft sigh of fabric. Unclothed, every draft felt like a caress across my bare skin.

Across the room, he sat behind his canvas. Our eyes locked, and for a moment, the scratching of charcoal ceased. His gaze was intense, a weight that I could feel traveling slowly down the curve of my neck, across the swell of my chest, and down to the arch of my hip. It wasn’t a clinical look; it was a deeply possessive appreciation that made a sudden, treacherous heat bloom beneath my skin.

“Hold that,” He murmured, his voice lower and rougher than usual. “Exactly like that.”

I shifted my weight, arching my back slightly and letting one hand rest against my thigh. The pose was demanding, exposing the long, unbroken lines of my body to his scrutiny. My heart hammered a…

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

My roster of submissive men is long. Most thrive under the weight of my boot. Most find peace in the surrender. But then there is Elias. He’s…a bit of a glitch in my system. He doesn’t want simple obedience, he wants to see how far he can push me. Elias is the type of guy who treats my boundaries like suggestions and my commands like challenges to his own crumbling ego.

Last night, for example, he smirked when I told him to kneel. Just as I was about to correct him, his eyes darted to my face with that infuriating, inquisitive glimmer. He wasn’t looking for release, he was looking for a crack in my composure. Instead, he found the cold, clinical end of my patience.

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At The Concert

Posted 7 days ago by Molly

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

The bass was so loud I could feel it in my ribs long before the headliner walked onstage. Lights swept across the crowd in restless colors while thousands of people pressed shoulder to shoulder, sweaty and buzzing with anticipation. I’d barely found space near the middle when he appeared beside me like he’d always been there.

He was tall and good looking. I smiled at him, leaning in close to be heard over the music. “You’re tall.”

He raised his eyebrow and leaned into me further. “Is that a complaint?”

Laughing, I shook my head. “It’s a good thing!” I touched his arm and leaned to see the stage better. I was trying to be casual, but lingered long enough to let him wonder just how casual the evening could be.

The main act started, guitars and drums thrumming through the arena, and the crowd surged forward. I caught herself against his chest, laughing and watching him through my lashes.

“Dangerous spot,” he said.

“You planning to protect me?” I asked, moving to stand directly in front of him. I kept eye contact for a moment before turning back to the stage, moving in time with the music.

As the…

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That Time I Fucked A Cop

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Yesterday, in a call, a guy asked me what the craziest thing I’d ever done was. My mind went blank. How do you pick the craziest thing when you’ve always been a wild girl? It took a second to sort through my memories, and then I remembered that time I suck off a cop. That was pretty wild, I guess. Let me tell you about it.

At the time, I lived in a real small town—the kind where everyone knows everyone and their business. The crime rate was really low, and the local police had nothing better to do than sit in a tree line by the only stop sign in town. Of course, I hadn’t seen him sitting there when I blew past the sign in a hurry. He hit me with the blue lights, and I really didn’t have time or money for a ticket.

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Perfect Toes

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Are you a man who loves to pamper women with perfect toes? I figured you were, so I need you to take a look at my sexy feet. Can you imagine how good they would look wrapped around your dick? With my perfect toes tickling all the way down your shaft.

I just got a pedicure and now my high arches are smooth and ready to rub all over your throbbing, hard dick the next time you call to worship my feet.

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I know

Kayla Cumsalot 184433CANDY Ext 357

I found some things on your laptop, and I’m disgusted. I thought you were a nice guy—a guy I could trust. Everyone loves you! They think you are fun, kind, and sweet, but you aren’t, are you? You’re a DIRTY, SICK, FUCK.

I’ve asked you to take a walk with me so we can TALK. I can tell you are nervous. Overthinking. Trying to guess what I might be upset about. When we get to the park, it’s dusk. Only a few are still playing on the structures.

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