By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Just like every other man I’ve let pound my hot, Lil pussy, you want to fuck it raw. There’s always a sigh of relief a man gives when I don’t request he wrap his tool for the job at hand. I’m just that kind of dirty girl. I wanna get creampied.
Thinking about how good it feels when your cock released shot after shot of creampie goodness into my used hole makes me feel so good.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Sugar Baby spoiling should be the first thing you think of when you wake up. Before anything else, you want to please me. Well, duh. What would you expect? I get everything i want. Of course I am entitled and of course I want it all and I want it now. Does that mean that I will spend Daddy’s money? Yes, I will. But, he really wants me to.
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Daddy came in my room and told me it was time. I didn’t know what it was time for, but I trust my Daddy completely. He climbed in my bed and said that it was time for me to lose my virginity. Daddy said that it’s family tradition for Daddy to be his baby girl’s first fuck. Daddy took my virginity!
Sophia
1-844-332-2639 ext 271
Dear Diary,
I’m so glad my mom told our entire neighborhood that I babysit. It’s been great pocket money for me. And it’s actually like, the easiest thing on earth. I just wish the wives didn’t look at me like they want to throw me outside when I show up in my cute outfits. It’s not my fault they want to look bad all the time. I just like wearing my short skirts because they’re cute AF. I think they’re mad because their husbands look at me like I’m a snack… I sometimes catch them looking at my ass when I bend over to take my shoes off. Or when I’m putting my shoes on to leave, I can feel their eyes glued to my boobs.
Hunter 1-844-332-2639 ext 387
It’s been a very stressful week. Between work, school, kids, cooking, cleaning, meals, and everything I am just drained. You know adulting. So I have decided to set up an appointment at a spa to be spoiled and pampered. It is much needed. I am so excited! Everything is all set up for my kids and husband to be taken care of so I don’t have to worry about anything.
I’m sitting in my robe in my room waiting for the team to come in that will be working on me. The first one to walk in is this sexy man that instantly made my pussy so wet! He’s the one who is going to be giving me a massage. After a few minutes, he lets me know how things are going to go and what I need to do. Then the rest of the team comes into work on me. Working on the nails on my hands and feet. Also getting a facial. It was so amazing!
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Backwoods Backdoor, now that’s what I’m talking about. I love being a country girl. That balls to the wall mentality. I take risks and I push boundaries. That’s what keeps me at the top of my game. So, let’s head to the backwoods and really have some fun.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 x 357
I was finishing up the last of my Halloween candy while Jason played the video game he had just bought. One of the last treats in my bucket was a bag of gummy rings—five different flavors of chewy, stretchy circles.
Jason was slumped back on the couch, and I was sitting on the floor leaning back against his shins. I pulled out a watermelon gummy and started to stretch it between my fingers. With an index finger from each hand in the center hole, I began to spin the gummy between my fingers. As it spun, the hole in the middle began to open wider and wider.
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844-332-2639 ext. 205
That’s the thing really. Your cock, if its the fucking best dick in the world or something that would get mistaken for a particularly pathetic earthworm isn’t the magic wand. It’s just the key. My fucking key. To use for my fucking needs.
EXT 283 MISTRESS PANDORA
Loser, rinse repeat, bring me your wallet. Sharing is caring I always say and for losers like you, paying is caring. That’s the only way to make me care about a pathetic fuck like you. I wouldn’t necessarily say care, but be inspired to listen to your fucking drivel.
Every time I swipe your card and rinse your wallet, you’ve at least served a purpose. Chin up, fuck boy… It’s my actual job, so I have to listen. I’m greedy, and I love plastic. What I can’t stand are fucking losers. You all sure seem to like me enough though. Tips and tributes are your contributions to my boredom and a general disdain for having to deal with you.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
A knock sounded at the door as I was sliding my earring into place. I looked over my reflection in the mirror and smoothed my hands down the simple but elegant cocktail dress John had bought me for tonight. I could hear the sounds of both men as they greeted each other; My boyfriend and my date. “I’ll go check if she’s ready,” John’s voice reached me through the slightly opened bedroom door. A few moments later, my helpful honey walked in with a smile. “Wow, you look beautiful.”
His right hand curved over my hip as he gripped my ass to pull me in for a kiss. I giggled a soft “thank you” against his lips and stepped out of his hold. “Don’t wait up for me, okay?”