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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Hiya, I’m Torri! I’m a sweet southern belle from south Kentucky with a kick! I’m a farmer’s daughter so I know how to get down and dirty with my hands! Here we call it getting’ Kentucky dirty! Southern hospitality is something I know a lot about. I love to treat my men like my read neck Romeo’s but don’t be fooled. I love a sweet and sometimes hard nibble but bite me too hard and I have a bitter center. My dark side is dark and petty! If you cross me I’m not above doing something naughty to get back at you for it!

I was raised to be a lady on the outside and a slutty willing sometimes bitch on the inside. Bottom line I’m rough, I’m rowdy, I’m tons of fun. Limits for me when it comes to my fantasy play are none! Don’t believe me. Try me! Some of the things I have roleplayed would make any sinner blush! Your imagination is our only limit. I love a man who comes to me with something crazy and wild. SO GET CREATIVE!

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Oh, daddy! It has been so long since we have gotten to talk. But don’t you worry. I have been a very very naughty girl. So naughty I just know when I come back home that you are going to have to punish me real good. There are so many things that I have done while I have been away that my daddy wouldn’t approve of. I have had some very naughty sexy time with other daddies. Lol, I know I know I’m a bad bad girl. But you know I couldn’t help it.

You know that if your sweet teen slut doesn’t have cock every so often then the aching between my legs drives me crazy! I need to feel a daddy’s firm hand on my bottom with a nice hard spanking. Him grabbing my from my hips while he makes me beg for his big thick cock. Then of course the cream at the end. I did learn a few things at the sex-con though so don’t be too awful mad at me.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been such a long day at the office. The life of a sex therapist can be draining and exhilarating all at once. But the problem is that I think I might be falling for one of my patients. I’ve been trying to fight the feeling for so long. I thought it would subside over time but it’s actually gotten more intense. I’ve been his therapist for almost two years now. Of course I absolutely can’t let him know. He just left. It was my last session of the day. It got me so hot and horny that I’m trying to cool down before I head out.

I’m sitting on the packed shuttle that’s taking me to my car. My mind starts to wander back to our session and our many conversations. He’s in a loveless marriage but he can’t leave because of their intermingled finances and businesses. She won’t even let him touch her and his top love language is physical touch. He’s so lonely and starved for love, attention, and affection. So he comes to me so I can help him find ways to fulfill his needs. He’s shy when it comes to talking to women about his

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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.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Sherry 1844-332-2639 Ext 399

Sherry and I were getting ready for a busy Friday night at Hooter’s. We were wearing our shortest cut off jean shorts and our little bitty white t-shirts with as much cleavage as possible. We wanted to make enough tips for our end of summer girl’s trip. One of our duties is to keep the sauce containers filled. And on a busy night, the last thing we want to do is waste time filling bottles. Time is money! So we came in early to get all of them filled to the rim, so that we would not run out.

Soon the place was filled with all the regulars! We were serving cold beer after cold beer, dozens of chicken wings, and the fries! The ever so addictive fries that we can’t help but sneak off the plates. They are loaded with all three sauces! Everyone loves them and they are so delicious!

We’re getting our tits and asses groped and we love it because we know that’s going to get us the big tips for our trip. It’s approaching the end of the night and it’s so busy! We both have huge trays of fries and go running for the

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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.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

I whispered into his dreams putting him at ease. As I turned him into the little girl he wanted to be he giggled even though my friends startled him. He was still happy. I looked over to my son when he finished twirling I said Baby your girl’s name is going to be Tiffany. Today is your birthday to become a little girl. How do you like your new name? Tiffany ran to me with open arms, giggled, and just gave me the biggest hug and said thank you, Mommy, I love my name.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It was Friday, it’s been a grueling week and the nights have been long. I decided to take my time tonight.  Something strange was in the air this evening. I could almost taste him as I walked along the sidewalk. I closed my eyes took in a deep breath and started whispering in his dreams. His scent made me quiver in delight. Continue reading “Chronicles of Sherry- Training Day – Part I” →

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It feels so cozy in this pile of blankets. I’m awaiting my tantric massage. The room is lit with dozens of aromatherapy candles, filling the room with the aphrodisiac effects of jasmine and patchouli. I’m so relaxed that I start to doze off. When I open my eyes, Rico is sitting beside me. There is a small ceramic pot of hot oil beside him being warmed over a candle. “Hello Miss Julie” his smile is warm and inviting. “Hello Rico, it’s very nice to meet you” I whisper. “Likewise Julie” he replies.  Then he goes on to explain to me that a tantric massage is a very sensual TOTAL BODY MASSAGE.  I agree to indulge. He gets a tiny drop and rubs it between his hands before beginning at my temples, then to my scalp, forehead, and working his way down my arms and to my legs. His stern but sensual hands leave no muscle untouched. It feels so good and I’m lost in pure ecstasy.

I’m now on my stomach and he’s manipulating every muscle in my back. He works his way down to my glutes and he knows exactly what to do. He’s kneading his way to

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 After a long week, my friend recommended her tantric masseur. She said it would be life changing and the best thing I could do for myself on Self Care Saturday. And after the week that I’d had, it didn’t take much convincing.

Driving up, I wonder if I’m at the right place. It doesn’t look anything like the massage places I usually go to. There are no windows, just very creative and talented graffiti art. Maybe I should text my friend? I wonder, when a woman came out smiling, happy, and carefree. Ok, I guess I am at the right place.

I’m hit with the aroma of incense when I open the door. The room is dark and smoky. A gypsy type woman is behind the counter. Nervously I approach her. “Yes, I’m here to see Rico” my voice quivers. She grins and giggles at my naivety. “Come with me honey” she motions. I follow her through a bead curtain into a dark hallway. She has long, brown, wavy hair, a long, flowy, hippie skirt, bare feet, lots of anklets and toe rings, and she smells like patchouli. There is a dark, old, wooden door at the end of the

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