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    Is anyone still interested in RP anymore?

    I think fewer people are interested in role play these days. I’ve had many really great ones with dominant women in the past but they all seems to have moved away from chat sites.
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    Is anyone actually online here still?

    I'm not find a lot where I have anything to comment.
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    is it weird that i just get in the mood to cross dress?

    I felt the same too for many years. For me it was the desire to be someone other than myself after a tough day. I'd slip into a skirt and heels and I'd be transformed out of my body and be a girl - not plain old me.
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    swap clothes

    A girlfriend in high school was a cheerleader. I made some crack about cheerleading not being a sport, and she dared me to put on the uniform and do what she does. So while she didn't put on my clothes, she sept me into the jumper dress, taught me some chairs and I nearly tore things in my legs...
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    Hot sauce

    I don't know offhand. A girlfriend once put hot sauce on her finger to lube me up for a rectal temp and that's was like being filled with fire. The burn lasted for hours. She thought it was hysterical, of course. Milk helps take the burn out of your mouth so maybe it works on your genitalia...
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    Dom Woman 4 Sub Men MollyTheOwner seeking boys own. kik

    I need to set up a Kik account Miss, but I'm late 50s and uncurably naughty. No matter how many times you remind me, i just can't keep out of your underwear drawer and closet. Hard spankings sometimes work (for a while at least) but I'm a curious boy. My limits would be blood, pee/poop and...
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    Sisters clothes

    I loved my sister's clothes as a kid. In the 70s, girls wore a lot of smooth, silky polyester. Her panties and dresses were so wonderful - of course she hated that I wore them and spanked me for it. That too, was wonderful even though she meant it as punishment.
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    You caught me staring at your dress

    In was in the meeting. I was sitting down the table from you. You were wearing a rather conservative shirtdress, but one that fit you tightly around the middle, emphasized your breasts and flared out magnificently - showcasing your sexy thighs. At the break, you spoke to me and my tongue was all...