Category: barely legal

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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Humiliating a Shoe Whore

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

So this sissy girl meets me in chat and tells me she is dressed like a French Maid! Oh, la la, right? But I already know a few of this little girl’s triggers., Meaning, I know exactly what I want to do with her. This sissy, in particular, LOVES when I put on my Doc Martins! She is such a fucking shoe whore!

I do love to give my girls what they need, so I commanded the sissy to lick the toe of my boot clean and slap her favorite suction cup dildo to the top of my boot. You know it stuck really well to that slick, drool-coated surface.

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Strong Man

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

My true weakness is a tall, strong man. I know that I come across as an outgoing girl, but I’m really just a submissive teen at heart. Sometimes I love giving up all control to a strong man and being the submissive slut that so many of you have come to know and love.

I mean, I’ve always gotten a little tingle in my panties when being told what to do. Even as a younger girl. When I got in trouble with my parents I would notice this strange feeling and I couldn’t really figure out what was happening. I was honestly a bit worried but then I got a little older and realized that I was just horny. Once I figured that out all I wanted was to be a submissive slut.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

You probably know you’re a dirty pervert. That’s why you’re here anyway. And that perverted mind comes up with such disgusting things to do to ladies like us. I know it, I have seen it with my own two eyes. But, nothing like this has ever even crossed my mind. You sit there, logged into your desktop. The monitor displays a grid of boxes. All showing different angles of the same thing. My apartment. It was a struggle to sneak in while I was gone and hide them without making me think that anyone had disturbed my home. But you were on a mission.

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Diapering My Boss

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

As your newly hired executive assistant, I’m in your office (My boss), in your chair, with my high heels up on your desk. There is a big ripped-up box by my feet. I’m wearing a tight pencil skirt and a button-up blouse, but half the buttons are undone, and my heavy tits are threatening to spill out. There’s a big smile on my face as I sip my coffee, looking awful comfy in your chair when you come in. “Kayla?” You question with an unhappy look on your face. I smile even bigger and kick my feet off the desk to stand up. Then, I slap my hand on the box and lean forward.

“A package came for you…. it got kinda ripped up… something fell out.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hold up an adult diaper from the open box.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Can’t you imagine having the chance to play with me? I mean, you do have the chance. You just need to pull the reins and fall into it. I bet you lurk these pages, always too scared to set up a call but you peruse the blog posts. Seeing all the fun we get up to in calls. And yet you still choose to sit there! Unsatisfied! You’re doing it to yourself. And why? What exactly are you scared of? Falling off the deep end and satisfying those deep dark desires you have? Why bother continuing to hide them when you could embrace them?

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Plugging a Diaper Girl

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Tommy’s Mommy said he was a handful, but I know how to deal with unruly babies. As soon as his mom was gone, I told Tommy it was time for a diaper change. The naughty little thing ladies down for me, and I pulled off the saggy diaper he’d been wearing all day. Tommy started asking about what games we would play tonight, and I laughed.

Tommy wouldn’t want to play any game once the plugging began.

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Dangerous

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Walking home, all alone, I was blissfully unaware that I was being followed. Skipping along the side of the road in my pleated schoolgirl skirt and knee-high stockings, the music in my ears was all I could think about. I didn’t consider the fact that my white cotton panties showed every time I kicked my knees up to skip or how dangerous it was to be unaware.

I think it was when I stepped onto my porch, that first step, that I realized something was off. A sixth sense kicked in as I pushed the key into the door. Much too late, however, to save me from the dangerous man who had followed me home.

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Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437

 

Dear Diary,

Today I had some really hot foot fetish fun with my big brother’s friend Tony. He came over to watch the game and his eyes were glued to my pretty little toes the whole time. At first I didn’t notice how hard he was staring. But when I sat down on the couch and popped my feet up, it was sooo obvious what he was looking at. We were literally in the middle of talking and his eyes suddenly dropped from my face allll the way down to my pink painted toes.

Tony’s eyes got wide and he started breathing faster. I swear he was even starting to drool! Of course now that I knew he had a foot fetish, of course I played it up to my full advantage. I wriggled my toes and slid my feet a little closer to where he was sitting beside me. Poor Tony didn’t know what to do. The game was suddenly the last thing on his mind and a massive boner started straining against the front of his pants.

 

 

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