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Meredith

877-695-6869 Ext 613

Meredith
Ext 613

Your Naughty Switchy Milfy Teacher!

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Hello Class, I'm Ms. Meredith

I just LOVE teaching naughty boys and their parental figures how to behave by my rules. Don’t let the professional look fool you, I can be a tiger when I let my hair down. Don’t be afraid to push back, I love it when I have to whip you into shape.
I just love being that Milf you want to play with, the naughty neighbor, and the submissive sissy boys who want to do whatever I say. Let me play with you, teach you, and drain you.

Things That I Love Turn Me On !!!
  • Naughty Teacher
  • Milf
  • Findom
  • Switch
Things that I dislike turn me off !!!
  • Potty Play/Scat
  • Rude Men
  • Unruly Brats

My Kinky Diaries

More from Meredith

  • You Did Exactly What I Wanted

    You Did Exactly What I Wanted

    By Meredith · Bio · More Stories · Twitter

    You Did Exactly What I Wanted

    Praise is powerful when it comes from someone who knows exactly what she’s doing. Like me. With long red hair cascading down my back, emerald eyes steady and knowing, and curves that command attention without ever needing to beg for it, I speak with intention. Every word is chosen. Every pause deliberate.

    When I praise, it isn’t empty flattery. It’s recognition. “Good,” I say softly. “You listened.” The approval settles in slowly, warm and reassuring, the kind that makes you stand a little taller and breathe a little easier. You feel seen. You feel chosen.

    There’s comfort in knowing exactly where you stand with me. My tone is calm, confident, and unmistakably in control. The praise guides you, shapes you, encourages you to repeat the behavior that earned it. You want to do well again. You want to hear it one more time.

    “You did exactly what I wanted,” I tell you, meeting your eyes and holding them there. The words linger longer than the moment itself. You’ll replay them later. You’ll wonder how to earn them again.

    That’s the beauty of my praise. It stays with you. And long after I’ve stopped speaking, you’ll still crave the sound of my approval.

    Approval looks good on you,
    Meredith

  • Soft Curves, Hard Desires

    Soft Curves, Hard Desires

    By Meredith · Bio · All Blogs · Twitter

    Soft Curves, Hard Desires

    With my voluptuous body and sensual curves, confident seduction isn’t a skill—it’s a weapon I wield against your restraint. My long, fiery red hair cascades down my back like a river of gold, while my emerald green eyes gleam with the promise of pleasure and domination. My 40DDD breasts, full and round, strain against the fabric of my low-cut blouse, drawing the gaze of anyone nearby like moths to a flame. A tiny waist provides a tantalizing contrast to the plush, big round ass that sways hypnotically as I move.

    As I approach you, confidence pulses through my veins like a heady elixir. I can see the hunger in your eyes, the way your gaze roams over my curves, and I know you’re already surrendering to my will. Without a word, I reach out and gently grasp your chin, tilting your face up to meet mine. My husky voice drips with seduction as I command, “Worship me, make me feel like a goddess.”

    You fall to your knees at my feet, hands reverently reaching for my thighs. I guide them higher, to the swell of my hips and the plunge of my waist, relishing the admiring sighs and whispered praises. Your lips trail kisses along the inside of my thighs, working their way up to the juncture of my legs. I gasp at the hot, wet touch, my hips pressing into your face in silent demand for more.

    You lavish attention on my breasts, licking and sucking at my nipples until I’m arching and moaning with ecstasy. Each touch, each caress, each muffled cry of pleasure only serves to fan the flames of my desire. My hands tangle in your hair, urging you on, the heat between my thighs soaking through my panties.

    Finally, I pull you up to meet my hungry mouth, our lips crushing together in a passionate kiss. I can taste your need, your desperation to please me, and it only fuels my own fiery lust. Breaking the kiss, I stare down at you, my eyes blazing with possession and craving.

    “Now kneel, worship every inch, and admit you’ve never wanted anyone the way you want me,” I command, my voice thick with desire. And as you fall to your knees once more, you begin to plead for the privilege of serving me, your words a sweet music to my ears as I claim what’s rightfully mine.

    Curves first, questions later—
    Meredith