*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Most people assume ABDL babies love bottles, but not mine. They’re all dirty little cock suckers. What about you? I think it’s time for you to be honest with me, do you prefer bottles or big boy cocks?
We know that all of you ABDL phone sex babies love sucking on your pacifiers, bottles and my nipples, now you need to graduate to something a little kinkier!! I think it’s time you join the other cock suckers in Mommy Lucy’s nursery.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Victoria Kate’s other Mommy and Cousin were gone for more obedient training as Victoria Kate stayed home with Mommy Anna. Mommy Anna gave her baby permission to wear a bikini and stay in the backyard because she had been so good lately. As Mommy Anna returned home from shopping, she found Victoria kate in the backyard behaving, this was of course, only because she had confiscated her phone.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
All through high school I played softball. I loved it so much and wanted to play when I went to college. So, I picked a college with a nice softball program. Then I tried out and won a scholarship. Of course, I was excited to start my new team my freshmen year in college.
The first day of practice, the coach put us through our paces. We ran laps and base drills and batting drills. It was an exhausting day. we were all sweaty and happy to hear the coach’s orders to hit the showers.
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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
Some guys just really like my butt. I know, I know. It’s a common thing, maybe even a cliché, BUTT…there are levels to it, aren’t there? And then there was him. HIM. Most guys, they like the curve, the shape, the way it looks in a tight pair of jeans or a silk dress. Standard appreciation. But this one? He was an ass man with a very particular vision.
He wanted me to dress up. Not for a party, not for a night out. Just for him, and for the specific fantasy he’d crafted in his mind. A patent black catsuit. Gleaming. And patent black stiletto boots, so high they practically dared me to fall. My nails, already long, were sharpened and painted a deep, dangerous crimson. When I looked in the mirror, I wasn’t just a woman in an outfit; I was a creature. A typical superhero villainess, absolutely, from the sharp lines of the suit to the predacious gleam in my own eyes. And I felt like one, too. Powerful. Unattainable. Menacing, even.
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
My finger traces the outline of your lower lip. Drool cascades down your chin as the open-mouth gag keeps your hole stretched wide. There are tears of struggle leaking down your cheeks, and more blink free when I glide two of my fingers along the surface of your tongue and right down your throat. My fingers wiggle in the back of your throat, and I release an exaggerated sigh of disappointment.
“You’re still gagging way too easily.” I snatch my fingers free and wipe your spittle on your cheek. Mixing it with your tears. “Fuck his cunt again.” I bark at the throat-training bull standing beside me.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
He warned me his cock was “different,” that it could be dangerous if handled improperly or awakened by the wrong woman. He said it wasn’t safe, but my curiosity only piqued. I needed to see it, feel it… Unleash it.
I walk into the bedroom wearing a fishnet bodysuit and heels. He was laying on the bed already stroking his cock as I sauntered towards him. It looked normal to me. Big, thick, and juicy. The veins that raced up his base pulsed a soft hue of green, and I blinked a few times as I got closer. Was that a trick of the light or a hint of what was to come? “It looks like you are ready to play,” I mewled as I crawled up beside his strong thighs.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Happy kinky Canada Day everyone! I’m not going to lie; I always fuck on Canada Day. So, I want to be a dirty girl and tell you all about the extra hot fuck fest I had last year.
My friends and I had a party and there was so much dick it was pretty much out of control. Basically, it was girly drinks, dick, and fireworks – what more could a girl like me ask for?
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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
Morning sunlight broke through the trees. “Hurry up and sit, good boy, or all the neighbors will be awake and catch you doing your morning walkies.” Jason kneeled at my feet, his hips wriggling about with his excitement. “It was a long night in your crate, huh? Ready to stretch your legs?” His chin lifted up towards me, and he let out a little “woof” in agreement.
I buckled the collar around his neck, and he scrambled to the door. “Ut, ut. ut.” I tsked him and pointed to the floor. “Sit!” He dropped his butt to the floor between his feet and I cliped his leash into his collar. “Okay! Here we go!”
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
I was feeling so pent up after a long week at my college internship. All I could think about was my Daddy coming over later to take care of his needy little girl for a naughty night of fun!
As the doorbell rang, my heart raced with anticipation. I opened the door in nothing but a skimpy tank top and tiny cotton panties. “Daddy, you’re here!” I squealed with delight, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He scooped me up effortlessly, his strong hands groping my pert behind. “There’s my baby girl,” he growled, carrying me to the bed. He tossed me on the bed and I giggled as I bounced. Daddy liked me playful.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
It’s a scorching summer day and I’m feeling so hot and bothered, I can hardly bear it. The temperature has been climbing all week, topping 90 degrees for days on end. There’s no relief from the oppressive heat. I’m sweating everywhere, my clothes clinging to my damp skin as I walk outside.
I long for a cool breeze to caress my flushed cheeks and quench my parched throat. But it’s just me against the thick, muggy air. I arrive home from my errands, wilted and weary. The moment I walk in, I strip off my sundress, eager to feel some relief.