Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna and Tami were back at home safe and sound. Coffee was brewing in the kitchen and filled the entire house with a beautiful aroma. Mommy walked down the hallway with what appeared to be a bar cart filled with items and her heels clicked as she pushed the cart over to the nursery. She reached into her robe pocket and grabbed the key to unlock the door.
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203
Tami was being naughty as always and slipped some magic juice into Mommy’s Lay’s cup while she was in the washroom. Mommy Lay felt sleepy and laid down to rest. That’s when Tami took advantage, opening her blouse to suckle on Mommy Lay’s breasts. Mommy Anna had come home from the grocery store yelling hello and looking for Lay and Tami, only to find Tami doing exactly what she wasn’t supposed to….
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
I came home late, thinking you’d be asleep. I heard the TV on upstairs and followed its sound to find you. When I entered the room, I found you, but not like how I expected to, no. I found you laying in bed, passed out, face down, wearing my panties.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Slutty Phone Sex
I wanted you home, I was horny and wanted to fuck but you gave some lame excuse that you needed to work. And you know I don’t like being told no, ever so I came up with a plan to pay you back. I knew you would be at your bar downtown to check on your staff, so I just made sure I went there early before you would be arriving. I don’t really find the manager or bartender to be prime fucking material, but they would fit well in my plan. As you know, this slut wants cock whenever I demand it and if you weren’t going to give it to me these two employees of yours certainly would.
By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
After a long night of babysitting heathens, I always bring a special surprise to the man who calls me his “dirty Lil pantie snatcher.” See, when the brats pass out for their naps, I sneak into their closet and dig to the bottom of their hampers.
He only likes the ones that have been worn, and the smaller, the better. So it’s our dirty Lil secret.
Once a month I get a well-anticipated package in the mail. From one of my very few sugar daddies. He never fails at the same time every single month. I always know what it is but never the style or the color. Heels my daddy sends me heels.
He loves the way they look on my goddess like feet. How I stand when I am in them. The way I walk with them on. The powerful way I move my body. How I just radiate control when I strut around for him.
They were tight, but not too tight, they were just right. With every thrust they rattled and chimed against the bed posts. Control Me Completely.
They had that oh so sleek and cool feel to them that metal usually does. The smell was always so lovely because I knew imminent pleasure was on the way.