Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
Obviously, I love hot phone sex calls and hearing your moans and sexy voice while we play. However, sexting chat sessions can be amazing, too! We can talk about anything and everything and it’s discreet. You can talk dirty with me while your wife of girlfriend is in the room and I send free nudes while we sext, too. Discreet sexting is so much fun and I’m going to explain why.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
The neighbor who lives to the left of my mom’s house is disabled. He uses a high-powered wheelchair that helps him out a lot because his hands and feet never grew properly. So, being the nice girl I am, I stopped by his house the last time I visited my mom and asked if he had any chores or things I could help him out with.
I think he was joking when he said, “I’d give you my Olive Garden gift card for a blowjob.” He laughed after he said it, but I guess he didn’t know how much I love those damn breadsticks cus I told him he had a fucking deal! My disabled neighbor was about to get blown for an Olive Garden gift card.
HONEY 1-844-332-2639, x 300
Amazing black pussy is really something to behold. This type of perfection is what you need and this is what I always deliver. Chances are you’ve never experienced this caliber of pussy in real life. This is that pussy that is so wet that you just never want to pull your dick out. Think of macaroni in a pot but even better. Oh, yes and it just pulls you right in.
Is your dick responding? We both know damn well it is. Black girls have the best pussy – Once you go black you will never go back and that is the honest truth. my oh so sweet, brown sugar is extremely addictive. Once I put this pussy on you it will be game over.
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
You know that I’m a naughty, horny, cock-hungry slut, right? Well, that has been the case for a while. I started being a major whore in my teen years and it has only gotten worse with time. This is a story of one naughty night when your sexy little Zia was a horny teen girl and already doing very wild things. This is a story from when I was a teen slut and I think you’re going to like it.
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
I have been away for almost a week. Do you think I have been behaving and being a good girl this whole time? Think again. I have been up to some very naughty things, being the horny slut I am. A few days ago, I had a very hot naughty club hookup with two people and just talking about it again is making my silky thong panties wet.
Hey there all my sissy girlfriends. You know that one of my favorite things is to talk with my sissies and teach you all about being girly. I just love hearing all about what you like to wear and how much you enjoy sucking cock, too. I am having a fun event just for you gals on September 10th and I want to see you all there. Zia’s sissy event is coming soon so don’t miss it.
M.I.L.F. SUMMER Ext 381
Adult baby phonesex for Mister Stinky Pampers is quite erotic for me. I am in charge of a dirty boy today. I have Mr Stinky Pampers who gives me quite the unpleasant surprise. First it is just a stinging smell to my nostrils as I look around the mall. Thinking to myself surely this can’t be Mr. Stinky diaper boy already! The mall is packed for Labor Day I wasn’t expecting that when I brought him out. Those pamper cruisers are the big birds on them… well something stinky just happened! If this was cartoons visible green vapors would be assaulting my nose. I yell out how could you right in the middle of the mall! Ladies are laughing at my diaper charge. I’m trying to apologize as Mr Stinky pookie fudge pants squinches up his face and pushes more Brown nuggies out.
I almost I’m gagging. Now I am dragging my stinky butt boy through the mall into the ladies room. Girls and ladies point and laugh and ask how could such toxic waste be in this little boy’s diaper? Mommy summer knows that if was you, you would be so embarrassed! Continue reading “Mr. stinky Pampers Adult baby phonesex Mom”
Bill was this mysterious and sexy vampire who had just moved to town. No one in the city knew anything about Bill except that he was the last living Bramwell and had inherited the old Bramwell place. Katrina was curious to learn more about Bill as she suspected that Bill wasn’t what or who he said he was, and she would soon know she was right. Bramwell’s place was right across from Katrina’s.
That evening Katrina was sitting on her front lawn relaxing and reading a book when she caught a glimpse of Bill from the corner of her eye. Bill looked so sexy in his tight blue jeans and t-shirt. He looked good enough to eat with his blond hair, blue eyes, and a six-pack. Katrina could feel her body reacting to him being so close, and her mind raced with naughty thoughts of what she wished Bill would do to her. Bill walked over and introduced himself. Katrina said nice to meet you. I’m Katrina. Continue reading “Mysterious And Sexy Vampire”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Every slave is a work in progress. While they strive to meet their Mistress’s expectations, they are still men after all and most often fall short. For example, I have one mostly well-behaved slave with a tit obsession. Jiggly, round boobs make his cock pulse with the need to cum. Especially if those boobs are coated in sticky ropes of cum shot over them by a big, thick cock.
While I said he is mostly well-behaved, that still leaves room for him to be punished. He wears a chastity cage like every good slave should but every once in a while, he lets himself out and cums without permission. When he confesses to this, he knows he has a book a punishment session with his Goddess.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
I was walking through the park early yesterday morning. The sun had just come up, and the chill of the night hadn’t quite faded yet. The peacefulness of the morning was soon ruined by an unexplainable feeling. You know that one that makes the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention? The feeling that tells you to get ready for fight or flight. I looked behind me, and there was no one there.
I scanned the area and didn’t see an immediate threat, but I could feel it. Worried, I kept my AirPods out of my ears and walked quicker. Then, out of nowhere, this big body bumped into my shoulder from behind, throwing me off balance and almost making me fall. “Get the fuck out of this park.” The man spat at my feet, and I looked at him in shock. “We hate your kind.” He seethed as he looked me up and down.