
Candy Girl Of The Week Felicity 1844-33-CANDY Ext 270
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Candy Girl Of The Week Felicity 1844-33-CANDY Ext 270
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Y’all know how my boy was a virgin till recently? Well, since Momma showed him how to be a big boy, he has been dipping that thick dick into anything that will spread its legs for him. Seriously, the boy went from virgin to whore in like two weeks. I figured it was time to teach him some humility. See, Momma, is always teaching!
I knew it was time for the hottest cucking lesson when he brought Zoey home. Baby boy was about to find out that no one has more game than his Momma.
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You said you’d do anything for me, remember? You said I was the most beautiful creature you’d ever laid eyes on and that you’d give anything to obey me. Any command I wished, you’d comply. Those are words YOU said. Now it’s time to deliver. I want you to tongue fuck my asshole.
Give me the best rimjob on record. I don’t care if you don’t like it or if it “isn’t your thing.” I didn’t ask you, did I? No. Watch me hold my legs up to my chest and peer at you from around my sexy, sleek thighs. I know you want to eat that delicious pussy, but that isn’t your task. If you lick my cunt, I will punish you. Your only job is to tongue fuck my asshole till I cum.
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Block Parties are my favorite part of summer! Usually, near the end of May, my neighbors and I plan a huge block party to celebrate kicking off summer before the little ones are out to school and the weather changes to searing hot. The men set up in the culdesac. Several grills and fold-out tables are full of food from each family. We even set up a horseshoe pit and a little badminton net for the small ones to play.
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Most legends say that a unicorn’s horn is magical and can grant unfathomable wishes and heal the sick. It has untold powers, and its beauty alone could cure most ailments. However, ancient scrolls suggest that the Unicorn was so sought after and rarely appreciated for its gifts. Feeling overwhelmed and taken for granted, they all fled. Tucking away into the furthest corners of the earth. Keeping hidden from humans who sought to use and abuse its powers.
I’ve always been so intrigued by the creature’s purity and uncharted gifts. I gathered all of the intel I could on myths and legends, and one bit of information made me hesitate. It claimed the Unicorn’s purity was more than just a myth but indeed a lie. That the creatures used their white beauty as a mask to cover the vileness inside of them. That they weren’t givers of health and granters of wishes but monsters who caused fear and destruction, so the Gods exiled them. They didn’t seek sanctuary but instead were hunted out of existence for their horrendous crimes.
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Mommy LOVES to be poolside. As soon as the sun is out and the water is warm, you can find me lounging or floating with my fingers in the cool water, just relaxing and soaking up the sun. Unfortunately, I had to babysit baby Nicki today, so the pretty in pink diaper loser had to come with me.
It was midday, so you know all of the bored, big-titty MILF’s were already there when we showed up. Nicki had on her pink bikini with a sweet pink tutu around her hips and her favorite diaper swimmers under her bottoms. I took a bottle of sun oil from the diaper bag and shoved it at her chest. Ignoring how she batted her lashes and looked around, practically drooling at all the cleavage around the pool. “Mommy, can I…” She started, and I put my hand up.
“Shut the fuck up and oil me.”
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Take a look at my Diaper Dummy. She’s cute for sure, and thank fuck cus nothing is going on upstairs at all. And sadly, she DOES have a big ol’ diaper dicky, but the fucking loser has used a wand on it so much she can’t even cum without it! So the other day we were playing, I was controlling the plug in her pussy, and she begged, “Please, Mommy, can I cum.”
I love diaper cummies, so I say, of course, but no wand. I really hate when a clitstick has become too numbed by constant masturbation; it ruins so much of my fun. So she was told to just hump her diaper against her mattress and cum for Mommy. BUT SOMEONE CHEATED!!
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Sitting in front of his computer at work, dick in hand, he stroked. Hig blue balls tensing; he’d been edging for hours now. The pornstar playing on the screen looked nothing like his little wife at home. She was filthy; precum smeared all over her pretty face. His wife would never do something like that. She was too proper to be the cum slut he desired.
Hunched forward as he stroked himself closer and closer to orgasm. A groan shifted out of his chest; just a few more strokes and he’d feel the release he was craving. Instead of achieving the orgasm, he’d hoped for, his proper wife breezed into his office door.
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Mama Felicity’s body has everything it needs to sustain and satisfy her babies. I can continually feed you no matter where we are or what’s around us. Remember that time we went on that long road trip? We’d been driving for hours and hours. As usual, you didn’t listen to Mama’s advice when I told you not to down your bottle.
You downed it before we were even out of the county. Then, a few hours later, with nothing but the highway in front of us, you were thirsty. I wanted to stop to find you something, but a gas station wasn’t in sight. Of course, we didn’t need any silly gas station, did we baby? Mama Felicity has everything you’ll ever need.
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I’ve been dating this guy on the side who has a son who still lives at home—a pale, virgin, wussy-looking manboy. I could tell he wasn’t getting laid because he never leaves the house. The poor little thing can’t even make eye contact with me. He shudders whenever I speak to him, like he’s cumming in his pants.
I decided if he was going to keep being a bump on the log and an unproductive member of society, I might as well turn him into a pussy free faggot for me.