Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
Hi daddy. Your little girl has been very naughty lately. I know that I haven’t been picking up my toys like you told me to and you even tripped over them. I’m so sorry, daddy. Little Zia needs a spanking from daddy right now as my punishment. My tiny bottom is ready for you to spank it hard.
~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~
Sexual fetishes are the thing that makes your little dickie or rocket cannon go off with a big bang. We all know there is no bad sex ever but big bang sex can be hard to come by. When you come to me with your fetish it’s big bang sex. I’ll know that it’s the smooth feeling of the panties you have on that your cock needs to explode. Maybe it’s something totally different; maybe being a very naughty boy turns you on more. Putting yourself in a taboo situation could be what gets you off. Whatever it is; I would guess is something you keep hidden from most and need someone to share it with. That someone is me. There’s no judgment here nothing but the one thing you need desperately to make that firecracker or cannon between your legs go off.
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1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Age-Play
When Daddy and I go on our adventures he likes me to be bad! Like really bad. Think of the worst and then put it on steroids. That is where Daddy wants me to be. See, I help Daddy find new toys. Toys that are so soft, tiny, and super tight. That is how Daddy likes them. I mean who doesn’t really? He and I take his van and as I stroke Daddy’s cock we sit and look for little soft things that make Daddy’s cock jump and get really hard.
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
I was a very naughty little Zia. I was playing with all my toys on the floor of my bedroom and in the hallway and even though daddy told me to put them way, I didn’t. Daddy tripped on one of my toys and got mad at me, so he said I deserved to be punished. Daddy spanked me over his knee, and I learned my lesson.
I agreed to keep an eye on Mr. Stinky Pampers the other day. Some of my girlfriends were coming over for a gab session. He was sitting on the floor playing with his toys like a good boy. As we talked a pungent odor suddenly assailed my nose. I watched as my other friends wrinkled their noses and tried to be nice and not say anything about the noxious scent that began to surround us. My Mr. Stinky side-eyed me from his place on the floor. I knew he thought about making a run for it when he slowly stood up. But I snagged him around his waist and pulled him up into my arms. I draped him over my arm and gave a big sniff to confirm him as the source of the awful smell.
~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~
Cum without Stroking? Do you believe that can happen? It can and hypnosis will help that happen. Hate having to stroke and stroke getting nowhere? The worn-out fantasy that gets you over the hump is not as hot as it use to be. Some sexy girl picking you out of the crowd and taking you to her room to fuck the night away. Borning. I’ll set you up with more than one hot scenario which keeps it hot and exciting. I’ll put you under hypnosis and we’ll walk through all the way til you moan our a much more enjoyable climax. You’ll remember my smooth southern voice and the steps that got you to the climax. When you do the steps to put you under self-hypnosis all those words will come back to play in your mind.
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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
It’s not common to find Mommy in a diaper, but every now and then, I like to surprise my big boy. Unfortunately, he’d been very stressed with work, pulling double shifts, and even working overtime. As a result, there hadn’t been a lot of time to embrace his little side. So there had to be a way to help him really regress with Mommy and release all that adult world stress.
Just before he was due to come home, I taped myself into a thick, crinkly diaper and nothing else. Then, I laid on our bed with his diaper folded and ready beside me for when we walked into the room.
~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~
What’s the one thing that makes your cock jump to attention? I find guys in the chat whispering asking what I like to do on a call. I’m a PSO! I like it all. Well, all but extreme pain. My specialty is role play. GFE is one of my favorites. I can be as sweet as you like or as nasty as you need. Many times a guy will ask how nasty can you get. Maybe just another question to stall the call? To this, I answer: Nasty is in the eye of the beholder. What you call nasty may be something completely different than another. I like to hear what is on your mind; didn’t you come in with a purpose? Maybe some hot idea that has you looking for some relief.
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Alex (1-844-332-2639) Ext 425
My little sinful confession is that I’m into age-play and being daddy’s girl. Being his submissive kitten obeying his every word. I’ll even bribe daddy to let mommy watch. She’s not going to like it, but I don’t care this our time. I want my daddy to be rough with me. I have so many ways I want this to go. You come home. Daddy, how was your day? It seems like your stressed daddy. I start to rub on your shoulders. Does that feel good daddy? Does mommy do this for you? It’s okay. I will be a good girl and not tell mommy. Do you want me tell mommy? Daddy starts to get hard for me. We can always do stuff in front of her. Let mommy watch me get my ass fucked. Let mommy sit in agony. I wonder if she is getting turned on. Imagine her getting horny and wanting to join daddy. Should we let her join daddy?
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
My big boy was napping, so I ran out real quick to the grocery store and did a few other fast things around town before zipping back h as I carried the grocery bags into the kitchen and set them on the island. My baby was awake and was fidgeting with a bowl. Shakey hands tried to pour cereal, but he was getting more on the island than in the bowl. I smiled, watching him be so independent, and asked how his nap had been.
His eyes still looked sleepy and his hair was a wreck. He shrugged and shuffled to the other side of the island. I wondered why he moved away from me when he was typically such a snuggly boy. And then it hit me. I lifted my chin and sniffed the kitchen air. He was looking down into the bowl to avoid eye contact. “Baby? Did you make a stinky in your diaper during your nap?”