Jade 1-844-332-2639 Ext 371
After my late-night conference, I needed to relax. I headed to the bar at the hotel to relax and unwind. As I was sitting in the booth, he came up and offered to buy me a drink. I just smiled and said no thank you and he left.
A few minutes later this gentleman walked in, He looked so lonely. I waited for him to get settled into his booth then I sent him a drink. He raised his glass and thanked me. I motioned for him to come over. He smiled gently and accepted.
Sherry 844-332-2639 ext 399
My weekend schedule is so swamped playing catch up on my second job. So many fantasy orders to fulfill from all these lost souls. As I am looking over my calendar one of my regular clientele is calling me. I have not even had my morning coffee. I hear him calling my name again as I start to weave my web of whispers. Oh, I see what you want you pathetic little pantie whore.
I arrive slowly whispering to him in his ear letting him feel me wrap those sexy little panties around his cock. There you go love, take those. He let out a soft gentle sigh of relief feeling those sweet cotton panties going up and down on his shaft. Every time I went up I pinched the head of his cock feeling those juices soak the panties. His moans became deeper with every stroke.
Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
I looked at them dangling from the garage ceiling by chain handcuffs as thoughts raced through my mind like a hurricane. Time for teaching lessons. I put cock cages on each one as they squirmed trying to get undone. But I knew it would not happen. I lowered the first one to my level and put a ballgag in his mouth and a leash around his neck. I led him to my spreader table. His eyes opened wide as I strapped him in. I began to spread him as the other looked on. I smiled back giggled knowing they would also suffer in my wrath for revenge as I strapped on my 10-inch strapon.
Continue reading “Chronicles of Sherry – Teaching Lesson Part II”
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
In my opinion I think it’s hard to find a man who isn’t a big breast lover. Of course small ones are nice too, but nothing beats a sexy women with big, bouncy tits.
I’ve been a DD since I was a teen and I have pampered them and kept them firm and perfect. I treat them like gold. All of my visitors love licking them, sucking them and very often, fucking them. But my favorite visitor is a man who brings along his other mistress to play with us.
Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
I needed a new outfit to go out with my girlfriends. So I decided to go to the mall and shop the day away. I started at the food court for a fruit smoothie and a cookie. As I began to browse the stores I was not feeling the vibe of any dress I saw. Three stores down and nothing. The mall was 2 stories so I had many shops to choose from. As I got in the elevator to go up this couple followed along.
Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
It’s in the middle of spring walking along the parkway. I am wearing a stunning purple strappy sundress and tan wedged heels. My hair was all curly and pulled up in a sexy bun wearing my glasses. I can smell the manly musk in the moonlight air, wondering where it will lead me too. The night is still so young, should I give in to my urge or should I wait?
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Dylan had been coming to me for several months. He needed a breakthrough from the emotional abuse of a previous relationship. I was helping him to regain his lost confidence and self esteem. We had been trying to work through all of his emotional obstacles as far as dating and sexual hang ups that prevented him from being able to progress forward in a relationship. He’d been suffering from extreme anxiety and inability to move forward. So I knew the only option was to seduce him.
He was so nervous when he came in that I had to relax him with a full body massage. Then I proceeded to take him step by step, slowly and cautiously as not to overwhelm him. First I explored his entire anatomy with my hands, then my mouth, while explaining every step of the way. I then showed him how wet he’d made me. He was so excited that he was able to turn someone on. We were making progress! So I started to show him how hard my clit was…
And all of a sudden, he turned into a wild animal! The look in his eyes, exotic and erotic. He threw me down
Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
I hurt my ankle during tennis practice. I got sent to the Physical Therapy office. The doctor helped me onto the table and began to examine me. As the doctor started to perform physical therapy, he moved his hand up and down my leg feeling to make sure there were no more injuries. Always asking how I hurt myself during tennis practice. Continue reading “Tennis Practice”
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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
Daddy tried to test me. After he taught me a lesson. After he paraded over 50 men in and out of my room for 24 hours of straight fuckin. He told me he would be back in a week or so after I had time to rest. After I had time to recover from my punishment of fuckin men while he was away on a trip. 3 days later one of the men I had fucked while he was on his trip messaged me. I didn’t respond. He sent me an email and I didn’t respond. He came by my place and knocked on the door and I did nothing.
I had no clue daddy had found the man and asked him to try and tempt me. After he left my place I got a call from my daddy. He just said, “Good girl now check your mailbox.” He hung up before I could say a word. I went to check my box and there was a package leaning against the pole. Opening it I found new diapers, a new outfit to wear while my daddy changed me, and new hairbows.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Living in the city can sometimes feel like you’re living in a fish bowl, totally exposed. I can’t help but notice one neighbor in the next building over. It’s seems as if he’s always there, in the window watching or wanting to be watched. My instinct is to look away, but sometimes I can’t help myself. I’m just so curious about him for some reason. Who is he? What does he do? Does he live alone? I find myself thinking about him more and more, even during the day while I’m out. I look at all of the strangers on the street to see if I might recognize him. Could that be him? I wonder. Would he recognize me? Does he even know I exist? Why am I so anxious to get home to watch him?
The closer I get to home, the more butterflies start to flutter throughout my entire body. The anticipation is mounting and I’m beginning to worry that he won’t be home. Then what? I’m starting to feel like a crazy person but I don’t care! I want to see him, know him, for real. But what if he’s really a crazy person? This could be