Rubber Band Bondage

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Daddy is so creative and helpful. I told him I wanted one of those big rubber band balls. The kind that starts as a small rubber band knot, and you add layer to layer to it until it’s a good-sized ball. I just love playing with those and really wanted to make my own, so I asked Daddy if he could go to the craft store and buy me a bunch. I thought it’d be fun for us to do the little craft project together, but that creative Daddy had other ideas!

He agreed, as he always does when I ask for things. No matter how crazy the request but, when he came home, he had WAY more rubber band bags under his arms than I expected. “What’s all this?” I giggled in excitement. “How big of a ball are we going to make?”

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Splish Splash, This Dirty Girl Needs A Bath

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Splish, splash! This dirty girl needs a bath! I’ve been playing in my wet little snatch all day long! My fingers are sticky and wrinkly, like I’ve been in something wet for hours! However, When I do get into the bath, instead of washing up, I just get dirtier!

Not much feels better than the spray of my shower head. The pulsing stream of water on my little button makes me cum all over again!

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Pretty Little Girl For Me

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

His job is masculine and demanding. So many people depend on nearly every choice he makes. The pressure is heavy, and I can see how it weighs on him as he walks through the door. There isn’t much I can do to remove that weight, but I can shift it for a while. I smile as he drops his gear; he gives me a weak smile back.

I know he’s tired, but we have a long night ahead of us. I wrap him in my arms. Kissing his jaw and whispering in his ear. “You need to shower, little girl. You smell like such a boy.” I can feel his chest rumble as he chuckles. “I’ve laid out tonight’s outfit.” Pushing space between us, I look into his eyes. The sparkle is returning; he’s excited about transforming for me. Next, I swat his ass and remind him. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

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Big Boy Time Out Phone Sex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844332639 ext 357

I’d been dating this guy for a while now, and he was all that I’d hope for in a guy! Tall, dark, and handsome with a sarcastic sense of humor that just TICKLED my funny bone. A real ladies’ man, too, with a cheeky smirk.

I’d been staying over at his house a few nights a week and was happy to find one night where I arrived before him. He was always cooking dinner for me, so I wanted to surprise him by RETURNING THE FAVOR, but what I found on his kitchen counter really threw a wrench in my plans when I got there.

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Edging Queen

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He came into the chatroom and asked If I was ready to work him over. It made me giggle. How bravely he speaks to me before we begin. I offered him the special, and he suggested it wasn’t long enough because he was working on his stamina. Mmm, I love a confident man. Of course, I knew he’d be begging me for mercy shortly. He always does.

However, I’m a girl who gives a man EXACTLY what he asks for. I made him stroke his cock and not cum for every minute he asked for. I’m sure after our call, he’ll be much more careful asking the Edging Queen for longer than his aching cock can handle. Let me tell you how blissfully perfect our call was.

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Better Late Than Never

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I woke up to the sounds of him shuffling things in the dresser. Prying one eye open, I squinted against the bathroom light he’d turned on to try to navigate the bedroom without the overhead light waking me. I grumbled as I sat up to stretch, the covers puddled over my lap exposing my perky breasts. The morning chill had made my nipples stiff, and I did nothing to cover them.

“Sorry, babe.” He smiled weakly. “I tried not to wake you. I’m already late and can’t find the watch I wanted to wear today.” My brows crumpled together as I pouted. Most mornings, I wake up to his fingers or tongue buried in my pussy to start my day with a smile. Yet, this morning he was dressed entirely and definitely not between my legs.

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Sweet Submissive Kayla Cumsalot

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Do you ever feel like no one will listen to you? Or like you can’t get your point across because louder voices are overpowering you? Are you meek-mannered and wish you could speak up more? Allow me to be your sweet submissive. Even when you whisper, I’ll kneel to your demands. Can you imagine the rush of power you’ll feel? Anything you wish, all your desires can be met. All you need to do is speak them, and I’ll obey.

I know it’s not what you’re used to, but give the switch a try. Use my sweet obedience as practice to flex your Domination skills. The better you get at controlling me, the more confident you’ll feel.

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Moody Fucking Bitch

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Fuck! Have you ever just gotten in that headspace where you want to hurt people? Probably not because you’re a fucking wimp who’d never have the balls to stand up for yourself. The truth is, I’ve been a moody fucking bitch this week. It’s been so bad that I’ve begun annoying my fucking self. No amounts of coffee or cock are making me happy.

What’s a girl to do when nothing turns her frown upside down? It seems obvious to me; I should stomp on your balls till I feel better.

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Cock Tease Gets What She Deserves

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I saw him watching me at the club. In fact, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. I felt his gaze with every sway of my hips and each grind of my ass. The weight of his stare turned on and only pushed me further into being a naughty cock tease. My hands rubbed up and down my sides, squeezing my breasts that were nearly tumbling from my tight blue dress.

After hours of dancing, my panties were soaked. It was like he’d been eye fucking me from across the room, and no matter the distance between us, I knew he wanted me. I pushed my way out of the club and began the walk home. It wasn’t long before I realized I wasn’t alone. I didn’t dare to look back and spook my company, so I kept going.

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Blow Job Behind The Bar With Kayla Cumsalot

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A girl like me doesn’t get stood up, so I was baffled as I waited at the bar for my date. I should have known better than to tempt fate with an impending disaster by agreeing to a first date on Valentine’s day. Some things just shouldn’t be done. The dimly lit bistro had gone all out for the holiday. Beautiful red roses accented every table, and candlelight flickered between the sets of lovers who were sharing a quiet, intimate meal.

I rechecked my phone; no text, no call, not even a status update from my would-be gentleman caller. “I’m sure he’s stuck in traffic.” The handsome bartender remarked while refilling my champagne glass, obviously reading the confusion on my face. “That has to be the only reason a man would be dumb enough to keep you waiting.”

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