February 27, 2013

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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Wonder who the lucky guy is?



 

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"Where do you think they're going, sissy?"



 

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"Too bad I left the key at the office, sweetie, I'm feeling kind of frisky tonight."



 

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He likes my ass red, to match my lingerie



 

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I like to get it wet for her before she uses it on herself, I like to think I'm practicing for the time I do it for real, when I get him wet and hard for her, not just it.



 

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Want



 

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She looks at you, surprised, dressed as she is, of course coming home filled with something special for you.



 

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Watching her dress, I can't help but think, someone's going to get lucky tonight. Wonder who he is?



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Two of my favorite things



 

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No, I didn't promise to unlock it once a month, I promised to consider unlocking it once a month. There's a difference.



 

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Tuesday, February 26, 2013

I know it's impractical, but I want to dress like this every day.



 

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Monday, February 25, 2013

Guys, want to know a dirty little secret? Sissies suck cock better than ANYONE.

Better than your girlfriend, better than your wife, better than the cute secretary down the hall.



 

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Love the Mandarin Girl



 

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You two are the best fraternity brothers a sissy could have



 

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Hosed



 

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s Sissy Confessions

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Just because you're in permanent chastity doesn't mean you don't have sex.



 

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Saturday, February 23, 2013

Your wife always just assumed she couldn't cum from being fucked. Turns out she was wrong.



 

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