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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This blog is dedicated to my fellow Candy Sluts, I love every single one of you, ladies! The original song is TikTok by Kesha, in case you didn’t already know.

 

Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like real pretty 

Grab my Starbs, I’m online, I’m gonna hit the Playroom 

Before I log on, charge my vibrator, perk up my titties 

‘Cause when I log on, I run these bitties  

 

Pedicure on my perfect toes, toes 

Trying on all my bras, bras 

Guys calling my phone, phone,
Drop-toppin’ TV is playing porn 

Fucking my pussy till’ it’s raw, raw 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Welcome seXXXies! 

I’ve officially been working at Candy for a little over one month! *Pops champagne!* 

Therefore, I wanted to give all of you an update on some of the new kinks I’ve become more interested in. First of all, let me say, that we are a NO TABOO site, everyone is welcome here and is not judged. However, people are only able to understand things that they genuinely understand. If there was ever a time in which you felt I was uninterested in taking your call, that is not the case. 

Personally, I never, ever want to come across as disingenuous on a call. People pay good money for our services, I care about customer service and I never want to disappoint anyone. 

In addition, I have spent a lot of time educating myself on various subjects over the last while. Everyone is different. Just because one person likes calls one way does not mean everyone with that particular kink does. 

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Chasing New Heights

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

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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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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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Still sitting in the hot tub, I cannot believe this spa menu. Not to mention the prices, thank goodness Daniel gave me his black card.

First, I booked The Ultimate Escape package which included a massage, facial, manicure, and pedicure. Second, I added Whistler’s Signature Treatment, which included a body wrap and scrub, access to their baths, and a luxurious hair and scalp treatment. In addition, I added a foot and back treatment. This spa day was going to cost Daniel an easy $1,500 CAN and that wasn’t even including an automatic 17% gratuity. 

Knowing I didn’t need to get dolled up for the spa, I tried to find something comfortable to wear. Settling on a light blue vintage Juicy Couture tracksuit with nothing underneath, I slipped on my white waterproof Ugg boots. 

Next, I grabbed my white Marc Jacobs tote and my room key and headed for the spa. 

Walking into the Four Seasons Whistler Spa, I was blown away. The smell was the first thing that hit me. Not being able to quite identify it, it smelt woodsy with hints of ginger, cedar, and plum,  it was amazing. 

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Have you ever wanted something so bad that you felt that you would explode?  That’s how I’ve been feeling lately!  I’ve been looking for a DADDY for a while now, and still haven’t found him.  I learned a while ago that the strictly vanilla life isn’t for me.  I need a more dominant man who is not afraid to push me to my limits while also caring for me.  Don’t get me wrong!  Punishments ( funishments ) can be fun.  I love both parts!

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Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Amy John is my best friend in the world; every year after Christmas, her family takes a tropical vacation. Just to start the new year off right, I guess. I wouldn’t know, when you own a farm you can’t really get away. Lots of critters depend on you for food and cleaning, so I’d never really been able to get away like that.

Amy said it was a terrible shame I’d never been on a real vacation before, and she asked her folks and mine if I could go with them this year. They said yes! I was so excited to go on vacation with the Johns until I realized just how much it would cost me.

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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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panettone

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Mommy Anna was having guests over and she sent little Ronnie to the store to bring back a pannetone. She laid out her special doilies, with espresso and cookies, and her pannetone was going to be the star of the dining table. Ronnie rode his bike to the store, but when he got there, he got distracted from the lineups, noises, crying babies and elderly ladies haggling at the deli, he grabbed the first pannetone he saw, paid for it with the money mommy gave him and out the door of the bakery he went as the bells and chimes of the door jingled with it shut.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, since you loved me breaking down those Canadian stereotypes, I’ll break down a few more. Let Jemma tell you all aboot Canada!

I just need to clarify one thing before I begin. I refuse to own the fact I say “aboot”. I don’t believe you. I will own the fact that I said Eh, but I refuse to believe I said aboot! Yeah, I’m looking at you, Daddy.

All Canadians Speak French 

False. Most Canadians do not speak both languages. Canada does indeed have two official languages, French and English. When I was in the professional world, I used to lie on my resume and claim I spoke French. In my defence, I was forced and did take it for 10 years. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t learn a single thing.

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