Chronic

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I knew you were a chronic masturbater when you called me. I could just feel it. Perhaps it was in the way you were already breathing shakily, like an addict jonesing for a hit. Then you suggested trying findom although you were afraid. Being anxious is fun; afraid is not.

I suggested we start down our findom journey with a tiny little cum tax to ease your fears. Of course, it had to be tiny. Otherwise, you’d be broke after day one. I know this because you admitted to jacking off four times a day, MINIMUM.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I have a particular set of skills that makes me a great asset to the urology office. Once in a while, they set up house calls for clients with special needs. Like the appointment, I had the other day! The poor guy was in so much pain! His cock had been hard for days, and his balls were so full and tight they felt as if they’d been filled with cement. The client had tried everything he could think of to relieve the problem before calling the urology office. Finally, however, he was in such a bad state he could no longer walk, making it impossible for him to go see the doctor. 

They asked me if I could swing by his house and flex my…skills to see if I could solve the problem before he had to go to the hospital. Of course, I was happy to help and rushed right over! 

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Like most young men, my son is going through a phase. One where he thinks it’s acceptable to run off at the mouth and be utterly disrespectful to me. I’ve tried grounding him and taking away his PS5, but still, his mouth is rude! It seems like the more I try to control him, the harder he bucks against me. I have to put my foot down once and for all.

I’m a girl who knows one thing. If you want a man to behave, you must own his cock. So I made reservations at the restaurant he likes most and asked him to join me for lunch in a public setting so neither of us would get out of hand. I assumed he wouldn’t raise his voice too loudly with people around and try not to make a scene.

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Sweet Lovin’ Kayla 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I met this guy at the pool. He was tall and handsome, with the darkest brown eyes. So dreamy. I loved how confident and self-assured he was. Every time I was around him, I just felt this insane connection. It wasn’t long before he asked me out.

He invited me to lunch in a very no-pressure situation, which made me like him even more. We talked about so many things during lunch, and I began to get the feeling that he was missing some nurturing in his life. This man was screaming out for a lovin’ Mommy, and he didn’t even know it!

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 X 357

There once was an old, ugly woman forced to live far out in the woods because of her looks. She was very lonely and ached for a baby, someone who would love her without conditions. However, she was so difficult to look at that no man would lay down with her.

She hurt so badly for a baby that she concocted a terrible plan. She went into town disguised as a beggar woman. She sat near the well in the center of town and waited. Men and women bustled about their day—some sneering when catching a glimpse of her ugly face.

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