MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Hi, perverts! It’s Saturday and that means Game Day. I will be your hot as fuck hostess so you know it will be hot and dirty. Put your thinking caps on for once and try to use your big head this time. You can use the other one later. Just for reading this blog you get a free code word worth 1 point. I try to give you guys a head start. And the winner gets a free 15-minute phone sex call.
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1-844-332-2639 EXT 224
It’s that time of the month. No, not that kind of this time of the month. No need to rush out and buy chocolate and dry cotton wands to shove inside a leaky twat. It is that time of the month for my harem of men to show their appreciation for me. The goddess of all goddesses in their eyes. There is no one that is comparable to them.
They all think I am the best thing to ever happen to them. Even if someone them are actively cheating on their wives. Betraying their trust and losing all their interest in their day-to-day life. That’s how a harem man is supposed to feel and mine are very dedicated. Once a month they all come together to offer well offerings to me. All manors of things.
By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
For a bit last summer, I worked in a men’s suit shop. It didn’t last long because of my excellent customer service. I only tried to be accommodating, but the shop’s owner said we weren’t there to give blow jobs while measuring inseams.
I couldn’t help myself! Do you know who comes into a fancy suit shop to buy a suit?! Older, rich men. CEOs and DADDIES! Men of wealth and position come in to get fitted. Poor dudes don’t tailor anything, and it shows. A man who purchases a five thousand dollar suit, in my opinion, should get a blow job while shopping.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Always keep a spare handcuff key. I learned that the hard way. When I was in my early twenties, a couple of coworkers and I decided to have some fun with handcuffs. Let’s call them Matt and Jeff. Jeff had a beautiful wrought iron bed that was perfect for handcuffs.
We were all naked and drinking shots of tequila. Dancing around to salsa music. We rolled the dice to decide who would be handcuffed to the bed. High roll wins. It was me. I was naked and cuffed.
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Sweet Lovin’ Kayla 1844-332-2639 ext 357
A man’s touch can tell a lot about who he is as a lover. Some men have a soft, TENDER touch. They hesitate as if asking for permission before holding my hand or leaning in to kiss me. Those men aren’t for me. I need a man who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to TAKE IT from me.
I wish for a man to own me. A man who has a sure, FIRM hand that goes directly for my throat while his bigger body backs me into a wall. A touch that gives me no choice but to submit. Those are the men that make my PUSSY DROOL.
Sex Kitten Lyric 844-332-2639 x247
You naughty fucker, I gave you such simple instructions. I asked you not to cum until I gave you permission. But you didn’t obey, you didn’t wait for my permission. All this without my orders, you are such a bad slut. I think we will have to work on your self control and making your dick last as long as I want it to. I need to punish you with heave seamen filled balls. You will ache for days, begging for release. You need to learn your lesson.
Now, reach down and start stroking that cock, slowly. Feels good, doesn’t it? If you feel you cannot take it any more, push the breaks, don’t stroke. You don’t want to disobey. I don’t care how horny you are, I don’t care how badly you want to cum, you are not allowed until instructed so. Continue reading “Cunt Denial Edging Phonesex”
XXX Collette XXX 1-844-332-2639 ext 383
Let me be the one you call right before you jump in bed and close your eyes. Let me be the one you call as soon as you open your eyes in the morning. You love every moment we spend together and you miss me every moment we are not talking. When you are with me, baby remember, I am your biggest and most loyal fan. You can spill all your secrets to me. You can talk to me about anything heart desires.
I don’t judge and I don’t discriminate and most importantly I accept you for whom YOU are. Having said that, you respect me in return and adore me. You worship the ground I walk on and you would give everything you own to make me happy. Too good to be true? Continue reading “I’m Your Everything Phonesex”
1-844-332-2639 EXT 224
My poor harem of men have been so forgotten here lately. I’ve just been so busy with everything I’ve had going on that I really haven’t given them the attention they really needed from me. That’s not fair to them. Once you become a part of my harem it isn’t like being in an open relationship with me. You have a need to be with me a longing that only seeing me will fix.
It’s like a constantly dripping faucet in the back of your mind that makes you think about me all the time. If a harem man is not shown enough attention he can literally lose his mind. My friend had a harem boy that she actually just completely forgot about. He robbed a bank just to try and get her attention. So, I really don’t want that to happen so I have set up a date night for me and my harem of boys.
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232
I have lived in the States for almost twenty years, but I do sometimes still miss home, especially around the current situation we are dealing with. I was remembering my itinerary for a trip back home to the UK a few years back.
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By Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Older men are more fun. They know how to play better games. One older gentleman I’ve been dating likes to play really kinky, cheating games. His name is Jason; not only is he older, but he’s wealthy and more refined than most men I date. We planned a full day out where Jason took me out shopping during the day and bought me a really sexy dress. One no man could resist wanting to take off of me.
That night we went to an exclusive restaurant, and Jason ordered the most expensive bottle of champagne. The waiter couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. As the waiter walked away to fetch the bottle, Jason leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Do you find him attractive?”