As I walked into the crowded neighborhood Christmas party, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill run through me. I was wearing my “Dirty Mommy” t-shirt, proudly displaying my love for all things naughty. I made my way over to…
II’m Rachel, the “dirty mommy” of the neighborhood. Today, I decided to put up the Christmas tree with my two “sissy boys,” Jake and Ryan. They’re always so eager to help me with anything, and I love to reward them…
Wilder was a college coed who had a secret passion. She loved nothing more than the feeling of a big, thick, black cock filling her up and making her feel like a true whore. She had always been attracted to…
Rachel loved to dress up her sissy boys in the sluttiest outfits she could find. She had a particular fondness for short skirts, fishnet stockings, and high heels. Tonight, she had chosen a dingy bar on the outskirts of town,…
As I sat at my desk, staring at the blank page before me, the memories of my phone sex incest fantasy flooded back. The fantasy starts like this: It had been a hot summer afternoon when my son, Steven, walked…
As I walked into the crowded neighborhood Christmas party, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill run through me. I was wearing my “Dirty Mommy” t-shirt, proudly displaying my love for all things naughty. I made my way over to…
II’m Rachel, the “dirty mommy” of the neighborhood. Today, I decided to put up the Christmas tree with my two “sissy boys,” Jake and Ryan. They’re always so eager to help me with anything, and I love to reward them…
Wilder was a college coed who had a secret passion. She loved nothing more than the feeling of a big, thick, black cock filling her up and making her feel like a true whore. She had always been attracted to…
Rachel loved to dress up her sissy boys in the sluttiest outfits she could find. She had a particular fondness for short skirts, fishnet stockings, and high heels. Tonight, she had chosen a dingy bar on the outskirts of town,…
As I sat at my desk, staring at the blank page before me, the memories of my phone sex incest fantasy flooded back. The fantasy starts like this: It had been a hot summer afternoon when my son, Steven, walked…