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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

One question I am often asked in The Playroom is what my hands look like, feel like, and what kind of rings I wear on my fingers. 

Writing this blog, specifically for those tiny clients I love. 

Let’s start with my bare hands and fingers.

I’ll admit something embarrassing. Epilating is when you use a little “razer-like” machine to remove hair from your body. I epilate my hands and fingers because I have dark hair, and I hate seeing tiny hairs growing on my fingers or the dorsal side of my hand. So, they are smooth and completely hairless. Not to mention, I am addicted to hand lotion and apply it constantly. Nice, soft, and supple. Just like my tits. 

Next, as for my fingers, I wouldn’t say there is anything particularly unique about them. My ring finger, middle finger, and index finger on both hands are usually a size 7-8, weather dependent. When it is really cold my fingers shrink and when it is hot, they swell, as they do for most people. Did you know, none of your fingers are the same size? Just because your left index finger is a size 7, does not mean your right would be. 

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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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Ladies and Gentlemen! Jemma has been a hot new piece of candy for a few weeks now!

Therefore, I decided to compile a list of some of my most frequently asked questions since I started at Candy! A lot of guys ask me the same questions so I thought it would be awesome to have a place to direct them. I’ve compiled a list of ten frequently asked and answered questions on all three of the candy sites I’m on.

The ten questions I’ve answered are different on all three sites! So be sure to check out each one. I thoroughly enjoy writing my blogs and feedback is always welcome. Feel free to PM me in the playroom if you want to get to know me even better.

To start, yes, I am loving it here. All the girls are awesome. Management is amazing. The job itself is so fun! Keep reading and you’ll find out some of my naughtiest secrets…

Continue reading “Jemma’s First Month FAQ” →

BBW teen sitting on dorm room bed, ready for fun

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Where I live in Georgia, it never snows. It sometimes gets a little frosty in the mornings, but just a way down the road, there’s a popular mountain where we pretty peaches can get our winter fun on. Daddy drove me up there, and it took longer than we expected. By the time we got settled into our cabin, poor old Daddy was too tired to play with me.

I had so much energy from just sitting in the passenger seat all day; I had to get outside and play in the snow! So after bundling up in my snow gear, which wasn’t much, I skipped outside into the darkness of the forest. The cabin lights were bright enough for me to see what I was doing as I rolled snow into three different-sized balls.  Hefting one on top of the other, I soon had myself a snowman!

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To begin with, mysterious gifts had been arriving on my porch, unannounced, and beautifully wrapped. 

All the card ever read was, “Sincerely, your secret admirer”. 

First, there was the purple and turquoise wrapped gift with a large purple bow. Inside, was a teal Tiffany & Co. jewelry box. Absolutely, exquisite. 

Second, was the most uniquely wrapped gift in tones of blues and whites. The gift had a large red bow and inside was a care package. Filled with high-end luxury sex toys and spa products. 

Third, came a medium size black box with a large white bow. Inside the box were the sexiest black Fleur Du Mal lingerie, a bottle of Arman De Brignac Brut Gold Champagne, and restraints for my king-size bed. 

How did my secret admirer know I have a king-size bed?…

“Be Ready”. That is all the third note said.  Continue reading “Jemma’s Masked Christmas Surprise” →

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One winter, when I was younger. The mall was hiring. So, I worked as one of Santa’s Elves with some of my closest girlfriends. It was fun, we would dress in these elf costumes with super short skirts, low-cut tops, red stockings and a red garter belt. We didn’t wear those silly elf shoes, we wore six-inch black Prada heels. All of us looked pretty slutty, to be honest.

The dads would get so bored waiting in line. If we gave them a little extra attention, maybe grazed their cock with our ass when we walked by. Or bent over and showed them our red lingerie-covered ass in front of them, they would get so excited. Their mouths would water in front of their wife and kids.

At the time, we had this boss who was an older guy. His name might’ve been Greg, I can’t remember. Sometimes he would even play Santa when we were short-staffed. He was a lot older than all of us, he had completely white hair and white facial hair. He drove a Porsche. Had a Rolex, and wore the sexiest Valentino suits. 

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You might think I’m a brat, but I grew up with the two most obnoxious and annoying twin cousins. Their names are Bobby and Brandon. 

Only about a year older than me, they got on my nerves all the time growing up. Always pushing me around and putting me down; I always had to do everything they said. 

As I grew up and started maturing, as in my boobies got bigger and perkier and my ass got fatter, Bobby and Brandon would comment how nicely I was coming along. Turning into a woman. 

One Christmas, a few years ago, I was purposefully in my room, ignoring my cousins and the rest of their family as well as my own. I was so horny I needed to touch my pussy and feel that sweet, wet release. At the time, I was also kind of seeing this guy named Tommy. I wanted to make a sexy video of myself masturbating for him. 

In my room, wearing sexy red lingerie and a cute red Santa hat; I was standing in front of my mirror with my camera set up, shaking my ass, touching my pussy, and moaning. 

Continue reading “Jemma Fun with Twin Cousins” →

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I had been picking up stuff and getting stoned with this guy for a while. He was hot, but he wasn’t my type, I could see the way he looked at me though…I always came to his house looking slutty. Ready to tease him. 

This particular night, it was cold outside, freezing actually. I was so horny and my pussy felt so wet and warm. I wanted a hard cock to fill me up so bad. 

Usually, when I would come over, we would smoke for a little bit, put on a movie and we’d chat, laugh, and get fucked up.

Although, I never let him fuck me. 

On this night, I knew I wanted to get fucked. All I wanted all my holes filled up with cum one after the other.  

We were getting stoned. Johnny decided to open a bottle of Don Julio tequila. 

Well…as soon as he pulled it out I started thinking about the right moment for me to tell him to pull his cock out. 

Continue reading “Jemma Grabs and Gets Down” →

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I’ve always had this steamy sex fantasy so one day I decided to make that fantasy become a reality. Wanting to dress up like a Stepford Wife and give my man everything he deserves. 

This is how I picture it:

I’m dressed like Don Draper’s wife in Mad Men. My man comes home from a long day of work, and I pour him a drink or hand him a smoke, whatever his preference is. In addition, I have his favorite home-cooked meal. Of course, in the oven staying warm at the perfect temperature. 

Then, as soon as he arrives home and walks in the door, I hand him a drink and get on my knees. unzip his pants, and begin sucking his cock. 

I know that’s the best thing I’m good for, pleasing Daddy and taking care of all his needs. He works hard and he doesn’t want to deal with some whiny bitchy witch at the end of his long day. 

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A few years back. I was so bored, with nothing to do and no one to fuck. My pussy was wet all the time and I constantly fantasized about men to have sex with. 

After a grueling interview, I took a full-time job as a nanny and housekeeper for a wealthy family on the other side of town. It was a pretty sweet gig because the kids were super cute and well-behaved, they looked after themselves. 

Their mom was constantly going for massages, shopping, and the gym. She seemed to care about absolutely nothing other than those activities and gossiping with her friends on the phone while getting wasted on wine. 

Dad was another story. He was constantly working, he was never home and when he was, he just seemed exhausted, like he needed a break and someone to take care of him.

He was so attractive, he and I talked a lot when he would come home from work late at night. Most nights by the time he got home from work, the kids and his wife were already in bed. 

Continue reading “Jemma Worked as a Nanny” →