I agreed to keep an eye on Mr. Stinky Pampers the other day.  Some of my girlfriends were coming over for a gab session.  He was sitting on the floor playing with his toys like a good boy.  As we talked a pungent odor suddenly assailed my nose.  I watched as my other friends wrinkled their noses and tried to be nice and not say anything about the noxious scent that began to surround us.  My Mr. Stinky side-eyed me from his place on the floor.  I knew he thought about making a run for it when he slowly stood up.  But I snagged him around his waist and pulled him up into my arms.  I draped him over my arm and gave a big sniff to confirm him as the source of the awful smell.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Recently, I’ve found myself drawn to rocks and crystals. As if my frequency has been off, and I need to connect to something ancient and natural to get it back in balance. There’s this fun little hippy-dippy store downtown that I remember having a ton of cool stones, so I thought I would check it out.

When I walked in, the scent of sage tickled my nose. The store was small and overflowing with items. My eyes didn’t know where to look as I was overwhelmed by all the options. So I just started to wander without knowing what I was looking for. Finally, a lady walked beside me and slipped her arm around my elbow. She patted my hand and said, “You’re looking for a yoni egg.”

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Hot Hate Sex

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I was walking through the park early yesterday morning. The sun had just come up, and the chill of the night hadn’t quite faded yet. The peacefulness of the morning was soon ruined by an unexplainable feeling. You know that one that makes the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention? The feeling that tells you to get ready for fight or flight. I looked behind me, and there was no one there.

I scanned the area and didn’t see an immediate threat, but I could feel it. Worried, I kept my AirPods out of my ears and walked quicker. Then, out of nowhere, this big body bumped into my shoulder from behind, throwing me off balance and almost making me fall. “Get the fuck out of this park.” The man spat at my feet, and I looked at him in shock. “We hate your kind.” He seethed as he looked me up and down.

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~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~

Cum without Stroking?  Do you believe that can happen?  It can and hypnosis will help that happen. Hate having to stroke and stroke getting nowhere?  The worn-out fantasy that gets you over the hump is not as hot as it use to be.  Some sexy girl picking you out of the crowd and taking you to her room to fuck the night away. Borning.  I’ll set you up with more than one hot scenario which keeps it hot and exciting.  I’ll put you under hypnosis and we’ll walk through all the way til you moan our a much more enjoyable climax.  You’ll remember my smooth southern voice and the steps that got you to the climax.  When you do the steps to put you under self-hypnosis all those words will come back to play in your mind.
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The local museum was holding an extraordinary living art viewing event.  The event coordinators invited several sissy Mistresses and their sissies to participate in the event.  I just knew my silky girl would make a fantastic display piece.  As part of the event, there was to be an auction for patrons of the museum to win special alone time with the sissies.  All proceeds would be given to charities that support sissies.  It sounded like a fantastic event and for a wonderful cause.  So, how could I deny my silky girl this lifetime experience?  I knew I couldn’t and immediately went shopping for a feminine, sophisticated outfit to show off all my silky girl’s assets.

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How I became a cheating slut

  How I became a cheating slut xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

Time and time again I’ve asked my pathetic boyfriend to get the air conditioner fixed. We’re in the middle of summer, how does he expect me to live like this. If he was broke he could’ve just said that! But instead he chose to keep putting it. So I went out of my way to hire someone to come and fix it. Did I know it was going to end up becoming a cheating slut? No. Do I care that I became a cheating slut? Absolutely the fuck not, and here’s exactly how it went.  

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~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~

What’s the one thing that makes your cock jump to attention? I find guys in the chat whispering asking what I like to do on a call.  I’m a PSO! I like it all.  Well, all but extreme pain.  My specialty is role playGFE is one of my favorites.  I can be as sweet as you like or as nasty as you need.  Many times a guy will ask how nasty can you get.  Maybe just another question to stall the call? To this, I answer: Nasty is in the eye of the beholder.   What you call nasty may be something completely different than another. I like to hear what is on your mind; didn’t you come in with a purpose?  Maybe some hot idea that has you looking for some relief. 
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Travis begged me to humiliate the fuck out of him, and I’m always happy to oblige such a request. So I asked three of my hottest girlfriends to come with me to his house. When we got there, he was nervous; I guess he didn’t expect me to bring an audience. “What will you have me do, Mistress Krysta?” His voice shivered as I walked around him, tapping my finger to my chin.

“Well, undress first, loser. Let’s see what we’re working with.” Katie, Melissa, and Steph got comfortable on the loveseat as I pushed Travis to the center of the living room.

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So, there I was on a vacation in Egypt.  I enjoyed the different tours of pyramids and landmarks.  Really looking forward to viewing the Sphinx, I woke up early that morning.  Putting on a white tank top with a pair of tiny white shorts, white panties, and a lace bra underneath.  I tried hard to dress as cool as possible because it was so hot in that desert.  Then I arrived at the tour company a few minutes early.  For some reason, one of the guides caught my eye and I noticed he seemed to be checking out every tourist as they arrived.  I also noticed his gaze kept wandering back to me, though he was trying to be subtle about it.

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Making your pockets hurt is just what I do.  Since I am all about the money, with the right portfolio, you might just stand a chance. Even someone like you can have the elite girlfriend experience for once in your life. Just the thought of that has your little dick hard doesn’t it? Imagining me kissing you and pleasing you. I mean, even a loser can dream. I am all about the money and you are all about me. The one thing you need to know is that I am always more than worth it. Just think of all of the time, energy and money you’ve squandered in the past on average pussy. That is not a good return on your investment. Invest in the best.

Of course you want me but you also know that you can never have someone like me based on normal qualities. I am the best of the best. I am also the kind of girl who always gets what she wants.

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