You need me more than I need you. It’s cute how you’ve been trying to catch me. I laugh every time you fail. I doubt you would be able to impress me anyways. Basic bitches like you are so not my style. You have to put in a lot more effort if you want to play with a badass bitch like me.
I don’t know where some of you pathetic weenies come from but you will never sass me. I have no patience for losers that think that I have nothing better to do than sit here and kiss your ass. If you don’t like my rules then get bent. Do I have to break things down for a dumb phonesex slave bitch like you? Your behavior suggests that I do. Let me spell it out. I exist for you to P.A.Y. and W.O.R.S.H.I.P. me and anyone that fails to grasp this simple concept is not worth my time.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
You really had no idea that I would take it this far, did you? You thought it would just be another harmless phone sex call to help you get through your boring as fuck day. But then it hit you like a ton of bricks. This girl means business and she takes no prisoners. I take financial domination and small penis humiliation extremely seriously. That thrilled you and made your little dick quiver.
It’s all fun and games until someone gets his wallet fucked. Before you knew what was happening, calling me became your addiction. You weren’t keeping count of the damage. You were just in it for the rush.
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Sexy Lexi 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 261
Do you like my pic up there? Isn’t it just the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen? Remember all the other hot, sexy selfies I sent you? Me with my young teen tits out in the mirror at school. Lifting up my skirt and flashing my cute little pussy just for you? Yeah, you loved those, didn’t you? Your wife sure didn’t, though.
Nice to meet you, underlings. You will call me Mistress Indigo. Allow me to manipulate and abuse you. I know you live a very boring life. It’s so sad! Lucky for you, I’m here to rattle your chains. I’m the Queen of Pain and I want to feel your soft useless body crushed beneath my heel.
Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394
I know what he’s doing back there. He’s looking right up my skirt as I walk up the stairs. And I know he’s got that phone out and he’s taking upskirt shots, looking for a glimpse of my panties. Well, jokes on you, young man. I’m not wearing any panties today. And you have walked right into my trap. This is what happens when you’re caught peeping on the principal.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Starting college has been interesting to say the least. I am pledging a sorority so that has meant lots of parties. Of course every frat boy wants to get into these pants. I’m used to male attention but this is getting to be ridiculous.
So, I waltzed into one of the more popular fraternity houses and immediately their pledge class president approached me. He thought he was all that, very cocky and sure of himself. Of course I decided to remedy that little situation.
Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394
Do you think you have what it takes to conquer me? You think that just because you see another horny MILF, looking for cock, that she’ll fall for your meager tools of seduction? Believe me when I say that your quest won’t be that easy. I’ve seen them come and I’ve seen them go, and they all go the same… quivering in a pile of shame and failure. Do you think you’ll fare better? Prove it.
844-332-2639 Ext. 344
I totally know your type old dude, you’re why a lot of gyms have windows, aren’t you? You just would do anything to get closer to us, get a chance to get a taste, a touch, or more likely just watch and play it away while you wack off in your bathroom wishing you were able to get some.
The kitchen is cold and drab. Nothing like what you expected a sweet girl like me to live in. You’ve come over for tea and as you sip the hot drink, you feel the need to cover up the fact that it tastes awful. There’s a heaviness left on your tongue that you can’t shake but you don’t want to hurt my feelings.
I sit across the table from you. Just talking away. Blabbing about whatever pops into my mind and you listen, nodding your head and sipping the terrible tea because you like me. My body entices you and my voice tickles you so you sit and begin to feel dizzy. It’s easy to see the haze in your eyes now and that’s when I stand up and force your cell phone into your hand.
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