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Daddy Joins The Book Club

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Rain splattered against the window pane from the sideways wind blowing outside, creating the perfect reading backdrop. Grey clouds filtered bits of light through the heavy rain that held on to winter’s last bits of chill. My eyes hungrily scanned the pages of our book club’s latest smutty novel. I lay snuggled in the couch with my knees rubbing against each other. April showers might be dousing the world outside in chilly wetness, but this book had a fire burning in my panties. They were soaked, just not from the rain.

I heard the door open, and my gaze flicked from the page long enough to see Daddy shrugging out of his coat and hanging it in the hall closet. We locked eyes for a split second before I looked back to the steamy pages. “Is that the next book in the series?” He asked while coming closer. I hummed an acknowledgment as I nodded but refused to look away again. It was getting so hot! “Read it to me? I haven’t been able to dig into my copy.”

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Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Daddy and I were supposed to go somewhere for his work today. It was super duper, really important, but I didn’t want to go. I was getting anxious and nervous about all the people I wouldn’t know and whether Daddy would be too busy talking to them to remember to watch me. Instead of getting dressed like I was supposed to, I lay on the bed, on my tummy in just a little G-string, kickin’ my legs as I scrolled my phone.

Daddy came into the room dressed in a sexy suit and tie. I did my best to pretend I didn’t know he was looking at me. “Why aren’t you dressed?” His voice was annoyed, and I shrugged. “Krysta, if you make us late, I’ll punish you.” I shrugged again and watched from the corner of my eye as Daddy moved to the end of the bed and snatched my ankles. One in each of his big hands, and he hauled me back until my pussy plowed into his crotch. “Being bratty today, are we baby girl?”

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cum slut

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext. 304

“Daddy’s cum slut.” He called me. He let go of my hair as it fell to my face; I swallowed every single creamy thick drop of his huge load from that deep throat blow job. The bitter taste went down my throat, and he looked me in my eyes and told me that I still had work to do. He and his friends were sitting down to a game of poker, and I was the prize. I gave him a sloppy blowjob under the table, which made everyone excited about the prize. I stood up from underneath the table and he had me twirl around in my skimpy dress as they ogled my outfit. My red silky dress and high heels really got them going.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

You know, when Daddy plays with me I always have lots of fun. He tells me that it makes him so happy when I touch his privates like he showed me. He likes when I rub him up and down nice and fast, it makes his private parts so hard! I didn’t know that Daddy’s privates got hard when I got him excited. He showed me one day after I caught him being gross and sniffing my panties in the dirty laundry. Isn’t that all weird and gross? Who would want to smell dirty panties! He does lots of funny stuff like that.

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Steak And Blow Job Day!

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

As soon as I heard Daddy’s truck pull into the drive, I ran outside with my little bare feet and the plastic plate of food I’d grilled up just for him. “Daddy! Daddy!” I squealed as he climbed down from the lifted truck. The little fake grilled steak had slipped off my plate from all my bouncing, but I picked it up super fast and dusted it off. Putting it back on the plate before he could see I’d dropped it.

“Hey Princess, what do you have there?” Daddy asked as he scooped me up into his arms. I proudly showed off the plate of toy green beans, mashed potatoes, and a grilled steak.

“It’s Steak and blow job day, just for you!”

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

There is one thing in this world that will never go away. And that’s men being gross little creeps to hot teens like me. The forbidden baby face does something to a man. I have yet to figure out why you love to prey on little girls like me. What did I do to deserve to be peeked on! I didn’t choose to come into this world and grow up to be a hot and tight teen. My callers just want to use a tight hole, and they know I have to supply to please them. How many girls does it take to satisfy you?

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This hotel room was amazing. It was a full suite with an attached balcony overlooking the most picturesque scene of Vancouver. There was a fireplace with a white loveseat and regal looking velvet chair and a flat screen. A regal clawfoot tub in the bathroom had a barn-style window, so you could slide the window open. Theoretically, the person lying on the bed would be able to see the person in the tub. The regal king-size bed is white and mahogany, I immediately noticed the restraints. 

Attached to the bed were restraints. There was a bottle of Ace of Spades Champagne chilled in an ice bucket with two chilled glasses. In addition, there was a large black box with a red ribbon in the center of the bed. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I met this guy on an online app. He’s so sexy and a lot older than me. We have a date scheduled and I can’t wait to see how it goes. He has salt-and-pepper hair and wears the sexiest suits. When he asked me out, he sent flowers and a gift to my condo. Inside the gift box were a turquoise Sau Lee mini dress, a transparent light purple ASTR The Label dress, and a sexy black Amanda Uprichard dress. 

Tonight, I am wearing a black dress with my silver Louboutins and my silver and purple ombre Chanel flap bag. I have a slutty dark purple lipstick and Plan B packed in my purse. My pussy is tingling with wetness and excitement. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The following day, Client M and I had a very fun day pre-planned. 

First, I got ready wearing black stockings, a short black skirt, and a black cable knit halter crop top. My hair is half up, half down. On my feet are black Louboutins and across my shoulder is my navy and gold YSL bag. 

Client M called us a private car so we could head to our first destination. To begin the day, we started by doing this unique tour called “Kramer’s Reality Tour”. The tour was a Seinfeld tour where they took you to food and drink places Kramer would go to and would give you Seinfeld trivia. Not to mention, the tour included a stop at the famous “soup stand”. So much fun. Plus, Client M and I dominated in that trivia. 

Next, we went to Madam Tussaud’s Wax Museum. This place is truly magical. Such realistic impersonations of celebrities are made entirely of wax. Including the entire Seinfeld cast. Continue reading “Jemma’s Client M Fantasy Dream III” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The other night, the most amazing thing happened. In general, I am a serious insomniac. However, sometimes, when I fall asleep, I have the most amazing fantasy dreams about clients. This blog is dedicated to “Client M”.

To begin with, I flew on a commercial flight to Client M’s hometown, then we flew to New York City together, first class. Admittedly, I was being a bit of a brat in the Airport. In my defence, I had my US Weekly but it took me forever to find Cosmopolitan! Plus, I always need a litre of Evian and spearmint gum before a flight. Client M kept telling me to be a good girl and hurry up but I couldn’t hear him. I had my Bose headphones on.

Once we were settled on the plane, Client M told me I had been a bad girl. He told me Daddy needed to spank me.

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