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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I’ll be the first one to tell you I am a unicorn. Not just any unicorn, but a pink unicorn. My suit is one of a kind, custom-made, just for me. It’s tight, but not tight to my body. Plus, it has a unique sparkly silver horn, and the most amazing purple tail and mane.

Now I want to have a tea party and my guest list is very selective, only my pillow pals are invited. First, there’s Rick, he’s a blue fox. Then, there’s Courtney, she’s a red bird. Lastly, there is Tom, he’s a black jaguar.

Before I invited everyone over, I had to make sure everything was perfect. Starting to gather all my fine China and silverware, I set four places at my dining room table. First, I set out a variety of black and green tea. Next, scones and pastries. Lastly, milk, sugar, jams, and butter.

Courtney and Tom arrived first, together, in their soft suits. Rick the blue fox was the last to arrive.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, people ask me, “What’re you up to?’, every day. Most of the time, I say, “Not much”.

So, let me dedicate a blog post to what a typical day for me looks like. 

Assuming it’s a work day, this is how it usually goes. Most days, I schedule myself 10 am – 6 pm (EST). Whether or not I work additional hours is entirely up to me. Usually, I have alarms set for 9:30 am and 9:45 am. However, I am up before that. Generally, I wake up between 6 am and 8 am without an alarm. Waking up without an alarm is so much less jarring and I feel more restful. 

After I roll out of my king-size sleigh bed that I sleep in alone every night. I head to the washroom, brush my teeth, weigh myself, and get in the shower. Depending on how I think my day will go, I always shave and exfoliate my entire body. Although, I sometimes also use my anal cleaner. Honestly, once you start using an anal douche, it becomes addictive. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

In honor of National “Fetish Day” I’m going to explain some of my personal fetishes and kinks, remember, we’re a no-taboo site. Now, this first one is maybe a little bit “weird” and perhaps unique to me.

First, high-resolution safety wear turns me on. Hear me out. Just so you know, by high-resolution safety wear, I am literally talking about the neon/high visibility PPE some people are required to wear for work. So, let me explain why it turns me on. In my opinion, anyone who needs to wear that to work has some kind of “dangerous” job. Whether that be forklift driver, construction, tower-crane operator, the list goes on. Personally, I would love to have my man come home from work in his PPE safety gear, all dirty. So then I can get on my knees and give him the best BJ he’s ever had.

Second, I love nylons. When I was young, I wore nylons to school every day. Every day I would come home with a run in my nylons and Mommy and Daddy would be so annoyed they had to buy me more.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

It’s national shower sex day and I love to fuck in the shower. My shower is gray tile with a glass door. There are silver racks inside the shower where I store my shampoos, conditioners, body washes, and such. 

So, I strip off all my clothes and turn on the water while I admire myself in the mirror. I like when the water is hot when I get in and it takes a minute or two to warm up. 

Next, slide open the glass door and get inside. Once I’m inside, I start by getting all wet. I rinse my hair and my entire body with water and a bar of Lush Sugar Fairy soap first. Then, I pump some Moroccan Oil Repair shampoo in my hair. It smells amazing already. As I let the shampoo sit in my hair for a moment, I squeeze Aveda body wash into my loofa. I love getting my perky tits and peachy booty covered in soapy suds. 

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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

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” →

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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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, okay, let’s get one thing straight sissys. When I was brand new at Candy, I told people I didn’t usually do sissy calls. That was before I found out how fun they are! That was also before I realized how fun it is to pick out your outfits and give you fashion advice! Honestly, my fashion advice is way too good to not be paid for. Love chatting in the playroom and talking about fashion and clothes. However, I need you to call me. Preferably, Skype calls, show me your entire wardrobe and all of my options to put you in. 

This blog is dedicated to the sissys and 2024 fashion! These outline some of my personal opinions on what I think will be all the rage this year. 

COLOURS

I’m still loving the Barbicore pink. It has been in for a while. That being said, I think one of the big colours this year will be white. Not just any white, but wearing white all year long, even after Labour Day. Specifically wearing white this winter. Seemingly, light lavender, mint green, and dusty blue or pink also seem to be in this winter and they are also traditionally not winter colours. 

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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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