Category: Extreme Phonesex

Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I find that the most fun I have is hearing the screams of the men who think they can handle me. Would you like to test if you are worth my time? It always starts the same. Brave and bold. Sure, go ahead and tie me up. I don’t need a safeword. I’m a tough guy; I can take anything you can dish out. With my eyes rolling, I ask if you insist that you don’t need a safeword, like 90% of the guys think they don’t. To their credit, a few actually do not. But once you’re tied down over my bench, there’s no going back.

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Mummy Please!

Posted 2 years ago by Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

It’s finally October, and this cryptid hunter is on a fucking mission! You guessed it, Kayla Cumsalot has taken up a crusade to tour the world and hunt out all the mythical monsters of lore and FUCK them!

You may be thinking, that’s a big task for such a little girl, but trust me. I can handle it! Sure, I may at times be a scaredypuss, but that isn’t going to stop me from luring out these incredible cryptids and feeding their fetishes. First on my Monster Smash list is the Mummy! I’ve packed a bag and flown to ancient Egypt to unbury a mummy and let him bury himself in me!

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HONEY 1-844-332-2639, x 300

New Black World Order Is Here – I know that all of you white boys are talking about this. Normally it involves big black cock breeding as much white pussy as possible. But did you know that black pussy is also taking over? What I offer is something that you just can’t find everywhere. Surely, you know this pussy is so wet and juicy that you will never want to pull out. Since you won’t be able to resist with this pussy I will be knocked up in no time. I’m built for breeding.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Bondage is such a hot way to show someone how much trust they have in you. My sweet boy hasn’t had much experience with bondage, but he is willing to let me do anything and everything I desire to his perfect body.

Inside of our playroom is a bench-like chair that operates a lot like an inverted table. I can maneuver the table up, down, back and forth, so to speak. Any which way I desire to use my boy’s body for my pleasure. Tonight, I secured him to that table with leather straps and tormented the fuck out of him.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639 ext 236

The Morgan Effect – This is your new reality, pervert. Welcome to the New Cunt World Order. Things will never be the same again. Even before this actually came about, I was using my powers of persuasion to manipulate unsuspecting men like you. That’s right, I can easily lure you in and have you so far in before you even realize what hit you.

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639 ext 232

Are you my huckleberry? Do you even know what I am referring to? I am looking for a certain type of man. Now, this isn’t the tall dark and handsome alpha I am searching for. Although that particular type of man can be quite delicious. I have something or should I say someone else in mind.

I am looking for a much more submissive man. One who knows his place and wants to please beyond anything else. This way I get to flex my dominant side. The question is, do you fit the bill?

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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

Sweet cheeks burn. I love it when you spank me before you fuck me. We both know that I have been a very bad girl. Yes, I was flirting with your best friend right in front of you. Did I know it would make you jealous? Duh, that’s why I did it in the first place, silly boy.

The question is, what will you do about it? You definitely shouldn’t let me get away with being a little slut like that. There really is only one solution. I need a hard spanking. Maybe Daddy’s belt will do the trick. That thick leather slapping against the soft yet firm skin of my perfect buttocks. Just feeling the sting is enough to make me cum.

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Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

You horny bitches have been putting your dick where it doesn’t belong for a long ass time. Why would you stop now? Welcome to my Oubliette of oppression. In here, nothing you desire matters. I don’t care what you think, nor do I wish to hear you express it.

You are property and will accept what’s given to you. The only reason you exist is for my pleasure or entertainment. A hint of humiliation will accompany your pain. In fact, I wish to start there. Strip naked so I can inspect my new pincushion. Some toys arrive with flaccid flatworms that shrivel in fear, and others stand tall at attention, but your size will not grant you any favors.

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Extreme Phone Sex

Well horny readers, what a pleasant surprise I have for you today. Your favorite girl is back on therapist Laylene’s couch. That’s right, Shannon has returned. Need a refresher on all the wonderful things Shannon? Click here to enjoy everything that makes Shannon my favorite patient.

Anyway, seems Shannon had one more story she’s kept bottled up all these years. A memory locked away, that some other therapist might say can stay locked away, so it can’t hurt little Shannon again. But therapist Laylene says let’s find that key and let those memories live and play. First on a call, and then here where everyone can enjoy them forever. You wouldn’t lock a beautiful painting away, would you? You’d expose it. For everyone to enjoy.

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Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357 Pt 1

The Captain’s hand drifted from the creature’s tit down its side while her thumb pressed tighter against its throat to silence its ridiculous threats. Kayla sighed heavily as she ground herself into the sea monster’s tentacles. The struggle under her only made the Captain’s pussy that much wetter.

Without moving her hand from its throat, Kayla stood, still bent at the hips over the beast. Her hand that was fondling the beast’s breast unbuckles her breeches, and Kayla peeled them down with a wiggle till they reached her knees. No panties, just pale, smooth pirate pussy before the creature now as she turned just enough to sit back on its mouth.
It’s awkward with her hand still between her legs to hold its throat, but she makes it work. The hand that wiggled her pants down digs into the net to pull the creature’s cock through and stroke it tenderly.

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