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Be good and naughty tonight boys. I will be doing the same. If you want some wicked MILF fantasy then you will know where to find me.

Marlene

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    This guy called me who loved to spread honey over boots and slowly lick them clean. So I let him put honey all over my thigh high red boots in sticky yummy honey. He slowly took his time cleaning them off, hard as a rock the entire time. He did such a good job that he did get to cum though.

Jessie

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I love this movie, and this song. I thought I would add this video.

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Ivy

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       What will I do with Gary? He loves to be trampled beneath my boots and heels so very much. He is one of my shoe cleaning foot slaves that I see from time to time. He brought me as an early Halloween gift a lovely perfect pair of spiked heel boots. In appreciation of the gift I gave him one of my own. Tiny needle heels walking all over his body. 

Kaitlin

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  I found a nice article on the differences between female and male brains.  The article (which you can find by clicking here) is serious, but it started with a joke.

   Enjoy the joke and the article.

Mistress Veronika

At a hospital, relatives gathered in the waiting room where a family member lay gravely ill. Finally, the doctor came in. Looking tired and serious, he said, “I’m afraid I’m the bearer of bad news. The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant. It’s an experimental procedure. You will have to pay for the brain yourselves.”

    The family members sat silent until someone finally asked, “How much does a brain cost?” The doctor quickly responded, “$5000 for a male brain, and $200 for a female brain.”

    The moment turned awkward as the men in the room tried not to smile. One man, unable to control his curiosity, blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, “Why is the male brain so much more expensive?” The doctor smiled and said, “It’s just standard pricing procedure. We have to mark down the price of the female brains because they’ve been used.”

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      I got out to a Haunted House last night. It was pretty fun. It amazed me how long the line was though. We must have gotten there at the busiest time. It took about an hour and twenty minutes to even get in. The place was good though; it took an hour to get through. Also, it did not have a big maze to waste time and stall groups. The maze was short, and I was so glad for that. We might be going to another one next weekend. Ok off to the store.

Bye,

Alisha

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    When I am feeling in a rut or down I like to bake and spend some time thinking. I make cookie and cupcakes and things like that for friends and neighbors. I know it sounds so sweet to do, but it helps me. I took some to my special neighbor down the road, and ended up getting my spirits lifted by more than baking. So anything that is a good pick me up is nice I say.

Marlene

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Ok I don’t consider myself a masochist, or a sadist either. Sometimes though pain when given well can be sexy. Giving it can be that way too. Burning in certain sensitive areas can make me long for more. Then hearing someone moan and gasp at the pain I am giving them is another hot spot for me. There can be pleasure in pain, just as you can feel too good. I didn’t think it was possible but you can hurt from over stimulation. Try it without judging it sometime; you’d be surprised how your body may react.

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Ivy

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     One of Mistress Veronika’s pets called me tonight while she was on a call. He was after CBT. He got his cock and balls tortured that’s for sure. I knew as one of her sluts he probably played hard, he said he did. I had so much fun listening to him squeal and moan. Later Veronika thanked me for making him suffer. He should be all tender and swollen tomorrow.

Jessie

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     I know how much he adores stockings. Sniffing them, rubbing them, wearing them, being tied up in them. I bound him up pretty tight in my stockings and some of my friend’s stockings. I let him know whom they all belonged to as I watched him wiggle in ecstasy. His cock was swollen and throbbing with excitement, begging for attention from my toes.

Kaitlin

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