WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Summer Lovin’ is all about having fun and indulging. If you want to be my Daddy then you are guaranteed to finally have the best pussy of your life. In fact, I will make you blow your load like you haven’t in years. There are just a few very important requirements. All you have to do is spend some time and money. With me you always get the best return on your investment. This is so much better than squandering your cash on that stupid cow at home.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I’ve decided I want a man to treat me like he treats his dick. Maybe that sounds funny but think about it. I want him to be thinking of me and touching me constantly. If he treated me like I was his dick, then he would let me make all of his decisions for him. I’d be entirely in charge, and he’d just follow me blindly because of what I desired.
I’d be the most essential thing in his life if he treated me like he does his dick.
ALYSSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 202
May Mukbang – I always enjoy a good Mukbang but I don’t want to eat loads of regular food. I’m craving penis shaped food or actual cockmeat! There is something so hot about really enjoying food in a sexual way.
I’m sure that you can already imagine how I would devour your cock. Enjoying every inch of it is what I have planned. You do have an active imagination. I just wonder how long you will last? Probably not long before I get my creamy treat. Your cum load.
•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•
His fingers graze the inside of my thigh, and he runs his fingertips in a circle all over them. He’s so sensual but yet so forward. I wish I was in a skirt so I could really feel him on my skin. My body is already tingling and hot all over knowing that we’re going to be so intimate so soon. My eyes don’t leave his hand. I’m staring at it, waiting for him to creep into my pants. In an instant his hands were in my pants and on top of my panties. His fingers playing with the wetness that has seeped through. Continue reading “Subway Succubus part 3”
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
I’m horny more often than not. There is always a tingle in my balls, like I could just masturbate all day. One of my favorite ways to drain my balls is when one of my guy friends come over, and we buddy-bate. Kind of our version of Netflicks and Chill. We order a ton of takeout and slump on the couch with our dicks out.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
One summer, my family decided to take a vacation on this dude ranch out west. They promised fun and adventure, but I wasn’t about it. I hated the dust and dirt and didn’t want to wear cowboy boots. However, I had no choice. After a long drive and an even longer plane ride, we found ourselves in the middle of some rolling hills on a patch of grass that smelled like what you’d imagine a ranch to smell like.
I wasn’t a happy little camper, but then he trotted on by on top of his steed, and my whole body sang a new tune. He wore a black hat low on his head and dark sunglasses hiding his eyes. Even though I couldn’t see them, I knew he was looking right through me. He tipped his hat, and that’s all it took. I craved for him to rope me up and tie me down.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
One day, Zoey and I were hanging out, munching on snacks and just relaxing. We had cookies and chips and cupcakes and candy bars. Every snack a girl could imagine was spread out before us while a true crime doc played on the tv. It made my chunky heart so happy when Ian offered to pay for a friend and I to binge. I love nothing more than feasting! After a bit, Zoey leaned back and groaned as she undid the button on her jeans. “Gah, why did you let me eat so much?” She squeaked and rubbed her swollen tummy. My phone beeped and I had a text from Ian.
“Make her eat it all.” Ian’s text read.
“Oh, no! Not yet you haven’t.” I grinned and dipped a chip in queso then hovered it to her mouth like an airplane. “We still have so many snackies.”
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
I posed, alone on stage in the darkness, waiting for the music to build. My heartbeat was pounding in my chest as the steps of my routine played over and over in my head. I’d practiced a thousand times, but this would be my first performance. I could hear the gravelly tones of men talking in hushed voices until the spotlight flicked over my body, making me the only thing visible in the room. Then, a hush fell over the crowd as the bright light above highlighted my luscious curves. The music swelled, and my hips swayed to the beat. Rythmaiclly. Hypnotically.
I faced the crowd expecting… I don’t know what. Horny men jerking off? Piles of cash being flung at my feet? I’m not sure what I expected, but darkness wasn’t it. My head bowed, chin tucked to my shoulder as I reached behind me to pull the strings of my top. The bodice floated to the floor, and cheers reached my ears. I wasn’t alone at all.
Extreme Phone Sex as only Shannon can give.
Hello horny readers. I have a special surprise for you today. Remember Shannon? Of course, you do, she’s my favorite story and, from the calls I got the last time, your favorite too. Click here to refresh your memory, and then come back fast because I have some more amazing details for you.
When you have the life of Shannon all the therapy in the world isn’t going to make you feel unashamed again, I mean nature intended you to be prey so. Just like you can’t unring a bell you can’t unfuck a little girl’s asshole or mouth or pussy. And those memories, oh those memories run deep and keep naughty therapist Laylene busy busy busy!
Continue reading “Extreme Phone Sex – Shannon Moves on to her Uncle Part 1”
Entertaining losers. What, me, entertain a loser? No, no, no. I’m talking about an entertaining loser. Someone for me to toy with, an amusement, a disposable and forgettable simp. I’m talking about you.
You, with the boring haircut, the shirt and slacks combo that screams retail associate, the dull shoes, and the used car. Yes you, with the pull-out couch in moms basement. You, who thought it would be a smart idea to go out tonight and try talking to a hot girl like me? Because mom encouraged you. How cute.
I shouldn’t be so hard on your mom, if she did a better job preparing you for life I’d have to find my kicks someplace else tonight, but what were you thinking mom? If your baby boy was the last male alive with a million women surrounding him spread legged the species would be done in a month.
Continue reading “Losers – I love When They Entertain Me Part 1”