Sexy Lexi 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 261
I love this time of year! So many guys so eager to spoil me and get me presents. They especially like gifting me things that may, how do I put this? Please me sexually. Or involve me being pleased sexually. And also involve me being pleased sexually without them. And then I tell them all about it.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
It’s that time of year again! Princess Kayla loves to make each and every birthday super memorable! Of course, I have no idea what’s going to be in store for me this year as the special day arrives but I wanted to share one of my favorite birthday memories.
It was my sixteenth birthday. Such an amazing day for most girls. You finally feel like a real woman. Old enough to drive and smart enough to drive men wild. I was working at a small family dinner where regulars lined the counters nightly.
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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
It’s my birthday! Yes, I am available on my birthday. Oh, I could have taken the day off but I would much rather play and have some fun with you on this incredible day. Birthday Sex is always the best.
You must be a lost soul. Why else would someone like you approach me? You’re looking for something dark, sinister, and dangerous. I know you have a boring life which is why you’re drawn to women like me. I’ll give you a warning and it’s up to you to protect yourself. You will fall into my clutches and be trapped forever.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
It’s Saturday and that means Game Day at Phone Sex Candy. I will be your fabulous host and the theme will be Homewreckers. Put your thinking cap on and bring your dick too. I have a naughty, thought provoking and cock stimulating game in store for you. The winner receives a free 15 minute phone sex call with one of the sexy phone sex vixens in attendance. What could be better?
You better watch your back and your wallet, lover! Because I am exactly the sort of manipulative Teen Domme you’ve been dreaming about.
That’s right, I am the stuff your best nightmares are made of. And I’ll take control of your cock, your wallet, and your mind. And I’ll leave you weak, drained, gasping for breath and begging for mercy! Are you a kinky pervert?
You close your eyes and hear my voice as you drift off into a demented wet dream. Darkness envelopes your mind and clouds your rationale. Despite all of this, my voice continues to echo throughout your dream world. Your cock begins to tremble as my naked body appears before you. Wetness drips down my body as I approach you in your dream. Pre-cum oozes out of your cock while you visualize my soaking wet body. I’m controlling your dreams now.
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232
Welcome to November, darling. This is that naughty month where you can be so very bad before you have to pretend that you have been a good boy. We both know that you have never been a “good boy”, don’t we? You have a naughty streak that you just can’t hide.
You’re a desperate little worm, aren’t you? It’s cute how you stalk me and wait for me to acknowledge you. Some of you have become so obsessed with me. I can picture you sitting there with your puny prick shaking in your hands. You need a good release to set yourself straight. Approach me only if you’re thinking clearly. I make some of my horny loser slaves participate in a fun seasonal activity whenever I need to set them straight. I force them to fuck a pumpkin for me. That’s right, you’re going to become a pumpkin fucker like the rest of the sad losers.
CUCKOLD GODDESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262
My lover Mikhail and I like to play games with weak cuckold losers like you. And so, I arranged that I would have you all prepared for him. As he opened my bedroom door, there you were! LOL! And what a sight–blindfolded, bent over my canopy bed and with a big pink jewelled butt plug in your ass.
“Wh-wh-what? Who is that?” you asked me in alarm. I merely gave you wicked smile and then sauntered across the room, swinging my hips as my high heels clicked upon the hardwood floor. Then I gave my man a deep, French kiss. “Who is it?” I mocked as I stripped my lover’s clothes off ravenously. His big, thick, delicious cock popped out, already rearing and ready to go. “Oh well, let us just say he is a special surprise for you!”