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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This blog is dedicated to “Client T”. 

On my dresser, now moved to my nightstand, is a pink leather Guess by Marciano jewelry box. In addition, I have an antique crystal Waterford dish that I put my daily jewelry in. Both were gifted to me by relatives. 

Now, it’s perfect, because Client T is only 3 inches tall. He is the perfect person to guard all my jewelry, especially my rings. 

Never having been married, I do not have an engagement ring or wedding band. I do have three rings I wear daily, which Client T does a great job of guarding when he takes them off at bedtime. 

However, my jewelry box is full of treasures. Having had family in the jewelry business growing up, I received a lot of very nice gifts. 

First, there is a sterling silver butterfly ring that is flat, with no sharp edges Next, there is a 1-karat ruby that is shaped like a rhombus. It is set in white gold with 0.5-karat diamonds around it.

Continue reading “Jemma’s Jewelry Box and Rings” →

 

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I’ll be the first one to tell you I am a unicorn. Not just any unicorn, but a pink unicorn. My suit is one of a kind, custom-made, just for me. It’s tight, but not tight to my body. Plus, it has a unique sparkly silver horn, and the most amazing purple tail and mane.

Now I want to have a tea party and my guest list is very selective, only my pillow pals are invited. First, there’s Rick, he’s a blue fox. Then, there’s Courtney, she’s a red bird. Lastly, there is Tom, he’s a black jaguar.

Before I invited everyone over, I had to make sure everything was perfect. Starting to gather all my fine China and silverware, I set four places at my dining room table. First, I set out a variety of black and green tea. Next, scones and pastries. Lastly, milk, sugar, jams, and butter.

Courtney and Tom arrived first, together, in their soft suits. Rick the blue fox was the last to arrive.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The world of pageants has always been fun. Competing has always been fun for me, throughout my whole life.

When I was younger, I wore the most amazing glittery dresses with delightful tutus on them. The colours were enjoyable and vibrant and I looked good in all of them. Pink was one of my favourites to compete in, as I grew up, I loved red.

Daddy always loved to help me get ready for my pageants. He still does.

Normally, when I compete, I win. However, that can never be counted on. That’s why I always make sure I do a great job of the private interview portion. If you know what I mean.

January 2024, I am competing in Miss Grand International. Of course, I want that Golden Crown.

Daddy wanted to help me get ready.

We had just had sex, and I was feeling so good.

Getting out of bed, I decided to model my outfits for Daddy.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

It’s national shower sex day and I love to fuck in the shower. My shower is gray tile with a glass door. There are silver racks inside the shower where I store my shampoos, conditioners, body washes, and such. 

So, I strip off all my clothes and turn on the water while I admire myself in the mirror. I like when the water is hot when I get in and it takes a minute or two to warm up. 

Next, slide open the glass door and get inside. Once I’m inside, I start by getting all wet. I rinse my hair and my entire body with water and a bar of Lush Sugar Fairy soap first. Then, I pump some Moroccan Oil Repair shampoo in my hair. It smells amazing already. As I let the shampoo sit in my hair for a moment, I squeeze Aveda body wash into my loofa. I love getting my perky tits and peachy booty covered in soapy suds. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Disgusting, dirty, nasty worthless. A repugnant, worthless whore, that’s what I am. 

Having been run through so many times by so many guys, who would ever want this repulsive, stretched-out pussy? 

Nasty whore.

No one does, because everyone knows I am a worthless whore who deserves nothing. 

I’ve felt horrible my entire life, always knowing I was worth absolutely nothing. Everyone has made me feel like this. Everyone I have ever met.

No one would want to be with someone like me.

Throughout my entire life, no one has ever made me feel like I am good enough. I could try, to make friends, or have normal relationships with people.

It doesn’t work though. People take one look at me and know I am a disgusting worthless whore.

I feel like my life is meaningless and I am a vile waste of space.

I am insignificant to most people unless they want to use one of my holes. That’s the only thing I am good for.

Continue reading “Jemma’s Worth” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The thought of having an ultra-realistic, sexy, female sex robot, has always turned me on. Yes please, Siri can you fuck me? Except Siri is an annoying ugly bitch who no one wants to fuck, then there’s Rita…

I found out about Rita in December and I knew I had to have one. She is the hottest girl I have ever seen. She says that she has very advanced AI and she can be programmed to suit your every need. Yes, please.

On my early celebration of  Christmas morning, I found the most amazing gift under my tree. The box was life-size and wrapped in the most amazing pink Christmas paper.

After tearing open the box, my eyes were amazed to see Rita. She powered up immediately and I couldn’t wait to play with her.

I wanted to wait to take her back to my place in privacy, then we could really have a good time.

Once I arrived home, I sat Rita down on my white 70″ Barrel Chair from Pottery Barn. That would be a good spot for her, I decided. Continue reading “Jemma Meets Rita” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

A sweet, southern, Sassy mouth can tear you apart without making her words sound cruel. I could bless your heart while stroking your cheek, and you may think I mean something like I’m praying for you. Or lovingly look down at your face and ask, “Aren’t you precious?” Wouldn’t your heart just skip a beat thinking how much I cared for ya? When in all reality, I’ve just called you dumber than a box of rocks to your face, and you thanked me for it.

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Slutty Secrets

Cindy (844-332-2639) Ext 435

You Father has just left for work. And you’re sitting at the kitchen table watching Me. With my to you back, you begin checking me out. I am a hot blonde MILF for sure. Even your friends say they jerk off to images of me. but secretly often, you do the same thing. I’ve caught you removing my used panties from the laundry basket. Then lying on your bed while smelling my womanly fragrance. You even lick the juices from my panties hoping to have contact with my cunt. You never fail to have a massive climax at the thought of knowing what my cunt could be like. I stand with my back to you wearing sexy tight dark blue jeans. You continue to admire my perfect booty. Then out of the blue, you ask me “Why Camile ?”  You notice me stiffen slightly at the name.

Continue reading “Slutty Secrets Part 1” →