Category: Extreme Phonesex

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy woke up early and made sure to feed Sissy Baby Tami her formula. Only it wasn’t regular formula, but a concoction mixed with laxatives, hormones and aphrodisiacs. When Tami was done her bottle, Mommy gave her another bottle of formula, then another. She wanted to make sure Tami was over the moon horny, happy and full. Tami told Mommy that the cupboards were bear and so Mommy decided it was time to go grocery shopping but she made Tami promise she would behave.

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Do I Or Don't I GAME NIGHT With Kayla Cumsalot

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Ok, ok, OKAY! So you think you know me. After so many years of spilling your fantasy and secrets, you think we’re close. Some of you even believe there is more than just a hot, filthy, naughty call between us now and again, but…have you ever considered I tell you what you wanna hear? That maybe I feed you the version of me that keeps you crawling back to me, instead of what’s REALLY going on in my deviously manipulative brain? Do you actually know me at all? Well, we’re about to find out!

I’ve compiled a list of “Do I or Don’t I’s,” and we’ll see which players know the real Kaykay best! Some are kinky and some are not. Depending on how well you’ve listened to me during our sessions or what you’ve seen on my Twitter, this could be super easy or SUPER hard!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Let me tell you about the time I had to save Amber (unknowingly) from a Manticore.

Amber called me and asked me if I could come over to her house to help her with an emergency situation.  Of course, being a good friend and all, I immediately headed over there.  She met me at the door and grabbed my arm yanking me into her house and slamming the door.  “Hurry, follow me to the basement.” Amber said frantically.  I followed her down the stairs and looked around.  I didn’t see anything serious immediately.  But I knew she wouldn’t call for nothing.  Amber led me over to one of the walls which strangly had manacles dangling from the wall.

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I've Got The Goods

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Bad men need a supplier. Sometimes the things that turn us on are frowned upon. Even illegal. That makes the hunt for what you want so much more frustrating, but look no further, baby. I’ve got the goods.

I’ve told you before, my house is the one everyone flocks to. All ages be hanging out, all hours of the day and night. It’s as if their parents don’t have a clue where they are, or worse, as if they don’t even care. That makes it so much easier for me to convince those abandoned little sweethearts to do things they don’t want to. They’ll do anything I say for a bit of parental love and affection. Can you see how that would make me the best supplier?

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My little Buddy

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

My little buddy is so curious. He hasn’t quite learned the saying about the consequences of curiosity. Lucky, I got to be the one to teach him this little lesson. See, while I was sitting sweet, little Eugene, he thought it would be a good idea to sneak into my bedroom and read my diary.

He found an entry about Tricia and how I helped her eliminate her pesky, annoying balls. This made Eugene too curious not to ask me about the details of tying up little Tricia’s ballsac until it shriveled up and fell away. “Why would you do that, Valerie?” He asked me while rubbing his own little balls. I reached out to pet his hair and tilted my head sweetly.

“I could show you how good it feels? Not to have them…”

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Fisting Him At His Desk

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I’ve never fisted anyone. Hadn’t really thought about it if I’m honest, but now that I’ve done it once, I think I want to do it to every man I play with! I’ve been working with Mr. D for a while now and I know every morning about this time, his big cock pulls him away from work and he just has to stroke one out. I slipped into his office, silly man was too horny tor remember to lock his door.

He was shocked to see me and tried to hide the fact that he was jerking his cock with both feet up on the edge of his desk and one finger stuffed in his ass. I told him I was only here to help, and he reclined back in the office chair.

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Fall For Francie xXx 844-332-2639 xXx 208

Welcome to my office; I’m so glad you reached out and made an appointment. I understand that something in your life has taken over your mind. You feel helpless to pull away from the trigger, causing you so much harm. Fear those triggers no longer. By looking deep into my brown eyes, you can find all the reassurance you need. Everything is going to be alright.

You’re in luck. My brown-eyed hypnosis has helped many men replace a harmful trigger with a helpful one. Come sit on the couch beside me and hold my hands. Now look deep into my eyes and relax. Inhale as I look through you to find those harmful addictions and pull them out of your mind.

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I Don't Need Help, Daddy

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I’m a big girl now. Like the biggest, really! I can do so many things all by myself, like go potty without anyone to wipe me, but I guess Daddy forgets that because he stormed into the bathroom the other day while I was going number one. It was right before I planned to get into the shower, so I was sitting on the potty all nakie and ya know, doing what I had to do.

Daddy doesn’t allow locked doors in his house, but when doors are shut, everyone always knocks first. Daddy didn’t knock. He burst right in and my little knees snapped closed while my hand flew over my little boobies. “GET OUT!” I squealed and rocked back on the potty in fear. Something in the way Daddy was looking at me wasn’t right, and it scared me.

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Feeding My Stepbrother His Lunch

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Belle, come on! Please! I’ve asked you four times already.” Ray whined from the doorway to my room. My little stepbrother knew better than to enter my domain without being invited. “I’m so hungry. Please, can you fix me lunch, already?” My eyes rolled, and my finger kept scrolling through obnoxious TikToks. I wasn’t going to feed the gremlin again!

“And I told you four times.” I glanced up to give him an ugly stare. “I’m fucking busy. Make something yourself.” He stomped his foot like tha fucking baby he is and mumbled something about calling mom to compaline. I pushed my earbuds back into my ears and ignored the rest of his endless rant. Or at least I did until a text from my mom popped up to interrupt my scrolling.

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Peggy

Posted 1 month ago by Cory

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

In the privacy of my luxurious penthouse, I stood tall in my stilettos, commanding attention in my sheer lingerie. My gaze fell on Peggy, a man of power and prestige, yet here, in my domain, he was just a man with an insatiable desire. “Take off your clothes, Peggy,” I demanded, my voice laced with authority. “You know the drill.”

He smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. “Only for you, Cory,” he replied, shedding his expensive suit, revealing his toned body. His dick stood at attention, eager and ready. I walked over to my collection of toys, my fingers tracing over the various sizes. I picked up a large, black dildo, turning to face Peggy. His eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement. “You’re going to love this,” I promised, my voice dripping with seduction.

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