I am Daddy’s little princess, I always have been and I always will be! He loves princess phone sex, he spoils me and I spoil him. My Daddy and I’s relationship started in a totally different way. He heard me moaning in my bedroom and went to check on me, my door was cracked and he took a peek. All he could see were my legs spread wide and my hands down there, stuffed inside my pussy. He could see how soaking wet I was from where he stood, my eyes were going back and forth from the porn on my cell phone and my pussy that was being finger fucked hard. I guess Daddy liked what he saw because his cock grew quickly as he watched me moan and squirm in pleasure. Daddy was watching me and I already knew it from the mirror hanging on my wall. This is somewhat what I wanted. I was after all watching a porno of a Daddy fucking his sweet daughter. It won’t be long before I have Daddy come in and finish the job and from that day forward make us closer than ever, his sweet little princess to fuck and spoil.
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Sissy Fairy Whore
I got an email today from the big boss
“SISSY BEGS AND PLEADS FOR HER HUGE GOLD HOOPS EARRINGS TO BE SOLDERED INTO HER PRETTY PIERCED EARS SO SHE MUST MODEL THEM FOREVER !!!”
I love my job, I love that our Site Sissy Whore wants to come out of his colorful closet. She wants to prance around in her mini skirts and tiny penis pouch all the time. She is a pretty sissy fairy faggot whore isn’t she. She is an attention whore, so I am sure she begged and begged for the email to be sent. She is sitting there staring at the computer waiting for my next blog to post. She was right! I am writing about her. I love writing blogs about her. I want all of my readers and callers to look up our site sissy. Write a comment about what she should do for us next. I know you are reading this and getting off you twisted sissy whore. I need to hear you sing me a song about how you rub your tiny cock through silky panties. I also want picture of you in those soft silky panties, make up and hair done. As well as those fresh soldered earrings. I’ll be waiting for you Sissy! Until next time, Hugs and Kisses.
Murder Mystery Party
There is nothing more lame than a Murder Mystery Party. I have been to a couple and they bore me to tears. When my best friend Brenda invited me to one that she was hosting I couldn’t say no. Sometimes you do things for friends just because they are your friends. This was one of those times.
However, this time was a bit different. I was actually one of the actors in this Murder Mystery. This was different, so I thought that maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as those I have attended in the past. Once we actually got into it though, it was just as bad as the others. I was bored out of my mind! I played victim number three. I was an old rich bitch who was stabbed. I took this description personally.
After everyone left the room after taking notes (yes, people actually take notes) I walked upstairs to the master suite to wait until someone figured out who the killer was. I wasn’t sure where victim number one or number two were but I knew from experience that figuring out who the murderer was could take awhile, and I was tired. I thought I would just take a nap.
To my surprise when I opened the door to the bedroom, not just one of Brenda’s sons were in there, but both of them were. They were looking at their phones and texting away. Brandon looked up at me and smiled, I asked them if they would mind if I just laid on the bed for a bit because I was tired and bored. They didn’t mind at all.
Now Brenda’s boys are not the most good looking guys on the face of the earth, but they play rugby so they have really nice bodies. I couldn’t help myself, I started to think about them. They were near the foot of the bed, so I didn’t think they would notice. I slipped my hand into my panties and started to play with my pussy. Once in awhile one of them would turn around but I would roll onto my side quickly and pretend that I was sleeping.
I was masturbating away while they were in the same room, and they didn’t even know it. Now that I think about it, I should of perhaps made some moves on them. I am not sure if they would of wanted to fuck around, but now I may never know.
Cuckold Phone Sex with Mature Phone Sex Slut Farah
Cuckold phone sex calls are the most fun for me because I get to fuck a huge cock and laugh at your tiny dick. Now let me clarify something. Size matters. However, you can still have a big dick and get cuckolded. Why? Because what good is a huge cock if it doesn’t work or you don’t know how to use it? I was fucking this nicely hung stud over the weekend, when I just stopped him mid thrust. Sure he had a 10 inch really thick cock, but it kept going soft. What the fuck? I am a sexy mature phone sex slut, I deserve a hard working cock.
Why would a young stud suddenly go soft in the best pussy he has felt wrapped around his thick cock ever? Because he is a faggot trying to act straight by being a player. I knew the way to unearth his dick problems. I went next door and got my well hung college neighbor whose cock always works for me. I started to blow him in front of my broke down bad choice for a companion. I heard limp dick moaning. Imagine that. Seeing me suck a working cock even bigger than his, gave him a harder cock than my pussy did. So I forced him to suck my neighbor’s cock. I pushed his head down on his throbbing shaft and called him a closeted faggot. He resisted at first, but the harder my neighbor stud got, the harder my companion’s dick got. Funny how that works.
I told limp dick he was my fluffer now. He had been downgraded because this hot MILF demands working cock in her pussy. He sat there stroking his lifeless dick back to attention while I got the shit pounded out of me. He got to enjoy my cream pie before I kicked him to the curb. Just because you have a nice cock doesn’t mean you can’t be my cuckold faggot. If your junk don’t work, I will make it work.