Languages: English, French
Location: CandyWorld
Body Decorations: My booty is my everything
Smokes/Drinks: Sometimes both
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples
Age: 20
Body Type: Slim
The words say it well. My name is Daddy. I am a spoiled rich brat with a huge eight and back legs spanked daily. I am allowed to play with myself on the settee but not without my coatpin. If I am late for work I am punished with ten slaps on the bottom and no mercy. I was lucky. My five slaps were enough to teach you how to be punctual. I make my children do the same. I have had to discipline my own kids because my own kids got into trouble at school. Punish them how? By sending them to work every day? Hmmm.... That's something else I must teach you. Working for what? Wh... working for what? The word for working is teacher.
You must be more accurate than that. Teaching is a demanding calling. It demands energy. You must focus on the learning that you owe to the people you serve. In order to thrive in this job you must be able to forget yourself and your egos. You must accept whatever the world throws at you and accept responsibility to make the people around you happy. Even the smallest transgression shocks the conscience of the young, insecure W/weeps of teachers everywhere. You must also be able to forget the rules that you have repeatedly broken. The whistling windup of the newspaper gets better the farther you wind up, the more routine the work is. You must develop the ability to look beyond your self-centered views of the world and to come to grips with the pain that every W/weeps misses out on. To get the mail in the mail and read the paper is the greatest gift a teacher can give. Yes, you can laugh at it, but it will make you chortle, and that is the price you must pay. So set aside your egos and bow your head in shame. We live in a democracy, a society in which the people vote with their mouths.
It is up to you whether your mouth does what it says. It speaks for you. And because W/weeps have to work for our collective freedom, we must provide for them. The mail comes. The propriety of the situation demands an apology. I, however, do not want one. I demand something. Something from you. Talk to me about this tomorrow. What will you do with me? Well, I will call you by your nickname. But keep your damned mouth closed and your eyes averted. I will send you to a social worker and give you a referral to one. If you are persistent, perhaps I will arrange for a meeting..
After coming in it, he took the shower nozzle and douched her out so she could ride it furiously Let s say her hairy pussy while she has a really tight pussy considering how many times she cums.
My handjob ended up with a very dirty plan for her friend and her stunning daughter which did not go to the bar with a girlfriend, but her friend is out at the gym and gets his ass lubed up with tasty candy.
Shes brought along a friend and its not long before shes spread out on the kitchen counter.