Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I know that I can be a really naughty teen sometimes, but I just can’t help it. What can I say, I love older men and I love fucking them. A few weeks ago I had the chance to fuck one that I’ve been dreaming about for a while now. I’ve known Dr. K for a few years. We’ve had some after work hours fun together before but this time I decided to surprise him by coming to his office as an actual patient…
Continue reading “Naughty Teen Avery Fucks Her Doctor Part 1”
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I absolutely think that the real deal CEI guys are extra dirty. And no, I’m NOT talking about the CEI chickens. You know who you are. You’re the guys who beg and plead to please be forced to taste it, then at the last second you turn into a pussy. You telling me that you want to eat your own cum, and then backing out of it when I tell you to do it is a really bad way to get on my good side.
And trust me – you do NOT want to be on my bad side. It’s not really a fun place to be. Especially if you’re a pussy who backs out of promises. So when you call me for a CEI session don’t even think for a second about telling me that you fantasize about eating your own cum only to fail me when it’s time to follow through.
Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437
Dear diary,
OMG, you won’t believe what an sph loser my neighbor is *giggles*. He’s always hanging around my apartment and trying to get my attention like an eager little pathetic nerd. I mean seriously, it’s obvious from just looking at him that he’s only good for two thing-sph and wallet draining *giggles*.
I bet he doesn’t know that girls like me have radar when it comes to figuring out dick size on a guy, even when he’s fully clothed! Even the sound of a guys voice and the way that he walks tells me if he’s packing or not. My neighbor has a whole wimpy little dick demeanor, from his whiny voice to his completely non-existent presence when he walks in a room.
I’m so sick of him constantly hanging around and looking for any excuse to spend some time with me. Tonight, I decided that it was time to teach him a lesson! I told him that he could come over for coffee if he really wanted to but that he better make it well worth my time. The loser listened and he showed up for a wallet draining session.
Continue reading “SPH And Ass Worship With Tiny Teen Harper”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
Everyone thinks Zoey is so sweet and innocent. With that soft, princess-like voice and alluring giggle, she ISN’T! She gets away with everything because people believe she is so naive; meanwhile, I stay in trouble for being the “bag girl.” Well, I planned to show one boy in particular just how BAD Zoey can be.
My brother, Jeff, always says, “Be more like Zoey, Kayla.” “Why can’t you just be a good girl like Zoey?” The truth is, Zoey and I are already so alike. She hides it better. I asked her to come over this weekend while our parents were gone. Unsurprisingly, she came over dressed like a little slut, and I took her upstairs to Jeff’s room. Accomplice Kayla was going to serve Slutty Zoey to her brother on a silver platter, and then we’ll see who he thinks should be like who!
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
This blog is dedicated to “Client Z”. He and I had been discussing some of his dark, kinky, fetishes that I love. We have a lot in common.
Some of the things we have in common are that we love CNC, bondage and cosplay. I love to get dressed up in slutty outfits for my calls with Client Z so he can have his way with me.
I got ready for Client Z by wearing the sexiest see-through light-blue slip. My hair was in loose curls with a blue ribbon. On my feet were light white Fendi slippers.
Now, I’m upstairs in my bedroom with Client Z. We’re talking about some of our darkest and kinkiest fantasies. My pussy is getting wetter and wetter.
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
The following day, Client M and I had a very fun day pre-planned.
First, I got ready wearing black stockings, a short black skirt, and a black cable knit halter crop top. My hair is half up, half down. On my feet are black Louboutins and across my shoulder is my navy and gold YSL bag.
Client M called us a private car so we could head to our first destination. To begin the day, we started by doing this unique tour called “Kramer’s Reality Tour”. The tour was a Seinfeld tour where they took you to food and drink places Kramer would go to and would give you Seinfeld trivia. Not to mention, the tour included a stop at the famous “soup stand”. So much fun. Plus, Client M and I dominated in that trivia.
Next, we went to Madam Tussaud’s Wax Museum. This place is truly magical. Such realistic impersonations of celebrities are made entirely of wax. Including the entire Seinfeld cast. Continue reading “Jemma’s Client M Fantasy Dream III”
Hello baby! Welcome to Doctor Mila’s practice! I see you have booked an appointment with me. All the other Doctors are so booked up, I’m glad I had an opening for you. Now, what is this concern of yours? Nothing to be embarrassed about here. Oh my, that is a problem. We have a program at this clinic to help out people with small cocks like that. Did you want to hear about it? It is entirely confidential, I promise. You don’t have to worry about the world knowing about that… little… problem. To be honest, in my years of practicing medicine, I have never seen one so pathetic. Let me tell you about my treatment program.
Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254
Sex with a stranger? Is it something I would do? Read on to find out!
I was staying at the Waldorf-Astoria, an exclusive five star hotel in New York City for one more night. I was the rising star at a prestigious high end real estate firm. Lucky me, had just secured deals for properties in the Hamptons, Montauk, and Manhattan. The commission was so high I even impressed myself. I was about to be a very rich woman and that turned me on immensely. I was so thrilled that I decided to treat myself to a drink at the bar in the lobby later that night.
After a shower, I changed into a tight red skirt that showed off my long legs, beautiful hips, perfect breasts and and firm, perky ass. The skirt could have been painted on me. I paired it with a slinky almost see through blouse and a red bra. A woman always has to match and always has to look her best and I was feeling super sexy that night.
I have always been the dominant one in bed who loves to be in control and in charge. I look for men that I can get to worship my body, men that will put me on a pedestal and tell me I’m pretty and important, even men that will hand over their credit card so I can buy myself something expensive after they explode. When I saw the attractive man at the bar I thought I had another sucker. Boy, was I in for a surprise!
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
Client M and I were staying at the Park Lane Hotel in Manhattan in the Belvedere Panoramic Suite. After all, this is my fantasy dream.
By this point, I had changed into a pink vintage velour Juicy Couture tracksuit. Just a lace bra and thong underneath.
This room was amazing, with a king-size bed, a full living room, and a luxury marble washroom. The washroom included an oversized marble basin and a marble shower with a glass door. Not to mention the entire room included the most amazing panoramic view.
Client M told me I had been being bratty and needed to be spanked. I’ll admit I had been a little bratty. Although, I can’t believe he thought I was going to carry my own Louis Vuitton luggage. Please, I thought he knew me by now.
Therefore, I got into position over Client M’s lap. He’s sitting on the bed as I am bent over his knee. He pulls my pink velour pants down and spanks me. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten”, he counts as he smacks my ass harder and harder.
Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443
Fucking is something everyone does, but since working here and learning about the depths of people’s kinkiness, I’ve been so curious about pegging. To peg a man with a silicone cock must make a woman feel so powerful. I thought about how it all would feel long before I had the opportunity.
How straight my back would be when I moved behind my target, confident and fueled by power. It’d course through me on a wave of adrenaline. I imagine how my small hands would feel smoothing over a man’s backside. His ass! Something I never really thought a man would let me touch. Not the men on the farm, at least.