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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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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, okay, I’ll admit it.

Indeed, I am a Canadian.

When I very first started at Candy, I was overly cautious of protecting myself and my location so I lied and pretended to be an American. Living, “close to the Canadian border” I would say. 

Well, once I started saying, “Eh!?” on calls, it was pretty obvious where I was from. 

Please, do not ask me what part of Canada I am from as that is not safe for me to reveal. 

In this blog post, I am going to break down some common Canadian stereotypes and tell you whether or not they are true for your favourite Canadian, Jemma. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Once upon a time, in the world of 2003, a beautiful girl named Jemma was born. 

Now, let me tell you why Gen Z is both the best and worst thing that ever began happening to this earth. 

First, like most people born between the years of 1997 through 2012. I have never known a world without cell phones and the internet. 

I’ll illustrate this. 

For example, have you ever seen the episode of Seinfeld where George, Jerry, and Elaine are stuck at the Chinese restaurant, famished, and not being seated?   

The entire time I watch the episode, all I can think about is how an iPhone would solve all their problems. In 2023, the episode almost doesn’t make sense. Like, can you tell me what a payphone is? All I know is this site is pay-to-play. 

Ironically, my generation tends to hate answering their phone to a call without a heads-up first. 

Quoting Kelly Kapoor, “You want to call someone that texted you? Do you want to drive them away? I mean…”

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220
Have you ever been taken by a lady like me? Young, horny, ready to meet new cocks? I bet you have always wanted to feel a young hot teen’s tits in your hands. But here you are with your old wife’s tits. Does that make you all wound up? Being denied hot young pussy? Well, that’s why I am here. To let you feel how exciting it is to get between the sheets with a 19-year-old brunette like me. Wouldn’t you like to hear me talk about how hard my classes are? Instead of listening to what needs to go on the grocery list.
 

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Little Red Gets a Ride

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Winter had dusted the dense forest before the sun rose. Hazy white misy lingered in the air above the thick pine trees, blotting out the sun as if time had frozen. Little Red was meant to walk the path through the woods to check on her aging Grandmother, and even though her Mother warned against going out in this weather, she chose to go along anyhow.

“A walk in the woods will do me some good.” She told her worried Mother as she buttoned her cape around her neck. “I’ll skip along and bring Gran these treats. Then be home before nightfall.”

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Be A Real Woman

Posted 1 year ago by Krysta

Krysta 1844-332-2369 Ext.410

Hurry up! Get in here! You are already running late, and there is so much to do! What do you mean, “What is there to do?” I told you that you’d come over, and I’m giving you a makeover for the date I planned for you! The real man will be here in a few hours, and you need to appear to be a real woman. Chop, chop!

Oh, don’t tell me that you don’t want to go on this wonderful date. If you don’t do as I say, I’m going to send those photos to your wife. Accompanied with the pair of panties you came in. She won’t know YOU were the one wearing them. She’ll instantly think you were cheating on her with me. Since we’re avoiding that little situation, let’s get you into the bubble bath I’ve drawn for you so we can shave those long legs for your date.

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Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

I want someone with a dirty mind. The dirtier the better. I hate vanilla sex. The only time I like vanilla is when its on my desserts, like cake and ice cream. I love ice cream, don’t you? I would love to just lick you like an ice cream cone. You can tell me how you want it, don’t be shy. Do you like it nice and neat or do you want it wet and sloppy? Maybe with drool everywhere? I normally don’t drool. You’ll have to make me. Gagging is the best way to get a lot of drool out of a girl. That will produce more saliva than you can imagine.

 

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Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

 I love dirty talk. Doesn’t matter the topic, or type of sex, I love it all. I want to hear about all of your dirty deviant fantasies. What do you want more than anything in this world? What have you always wanted to try but have never been able to? What really gets your engine going? Tell me. I want to know. Is it a certain phrase? Maybe a certain item of clothing or outfit? Or maybe it’s a certain scenario that you’re just aching to try.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My boyfriend lay in my arms on our bed, his cock gently being stroked by my hand as he suckled away at my breasts.  He blinked those sweet baby blues up at me, and my other hand traced his jaw. I loved watching the way his jaw worked as he latched on.  It was our first time regressing him, and he was taking to it like a pro.

He trusted me enough to cuddle in against my warm body and inhale my perfume as I edged his cock.  The more I stroked him, the more he started to squirm.  Kayla, I want to cum.” He pleaded between kisses against my breasts. Cooed down at him and pinched his cheek.

“Isn’t that cute?” I let go of his cock and folded his diaper over his cock to close the tabs tightly. “But Baby Davey doesn’t always get what he wants.”

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Attention

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

There are a few things you just should not do. First don’t funk with my heart. Next, do not waste my time. Also, don’t think you will get me easily. Most of all do not forget I am an attention whore. Like yes all eyes on me, I mean there is no one else you will find remotely close to me. You will look high, you will look low. Looking over there, looking everywhere you go. Searching in those dark dark spaces, searching through the countless faces.

Still you won’t find an other like me. Next I will be consuming your every thoughts,  taking over your dreams. After that, I will be stuck in your head as you so desperately try to feel the empty void by looking through all my photos.  Reading our messages between each other. My voice replaying over in your head as you try to sleep. Continue reading “Attention” →