Spoil me? I mean it is Christmas, right? A time to show those special people in your life just how much you care. The people that bring you the greatest joy and hmmm well even the best and biggest orgasms. The dirty girl on the other end of the line fulfilling your deepest darkest most twisted fantasies? The sweet voice that says all those words you crave. The one you share your secrets with knowing she will never say a word to anyone. Those are the best kind, don’t you agree? The ones you can count on to be ready to put you in a great mood. Work out all those frustrations and put you to bed feeling relaxed with perverted visions running through your mind. The kind you know will always be there to listen or play, whichever you need at the time.
You know these girls. All the wonderful Phone Sex Candy girls who have been here for you all year. I mean I am not wrong, am I? So, what does one do to show just how appreciated someone is? Well, I think you know the answer to that………………………….
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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Filling out Christmas cards to my friends and family is a labor of love. Every year, I pick out beautiful cards covered in glitter with uplifting season’s greetings on them and dutifully write out personal well-wishes to whomever the card is for. The only downside to this is how long the process can be! Jason tends to get very impatient during this time because he always craves Mommy’s attention.
When I’m getting ready to prepare the cards, I spread them out on my bed with all of the matching envelopes and stamps. Then, with my favorite pen in hand, I get to work. It’s easy to lose track of time when I get into the zone. Almost every year, Jason stands by the bed as I’m writing them out, and the only way to keep both him entertained and get my work done is to give him an ignore handjob.
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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
“Miss, What’s in your shirt?” I ducked my head and continued to walk through the crowd. Maybe if I pretended I didn’t hear him, I could lose him. “Miss!” He shouted louder, and the fucking crowd parted like the red sea. Leading him right to me. The mall security guard gripped my arm and pulled me against his firm body. “Good evening; you seem to be in a hurry?” His expression was stern as he growled down at me.
“Um, no. Just finishing up my Christmas shopping. Have a good night.” I tried to jostle my arm out of his hold, but he had a firm grip. He sucked air through his teeth and shook his head. I was so fucking busted. At least if I were going to be frisked, it would be by this hot security guard, not some fat, smelly loser.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
When he invited me to his holiday party, I felt a spark of excitement. I assumed it was his office party. Assuming only makes an ass out of you and me, and I should have known better. Anyhow, I was glowing from the inside out, thinking he’d asked me over his wife.
He bought me a beautiful dress that I would wear to this party, and under it, he’d given me a barely there bra and a crotchless pair of panties to match. Very thin garters held up the thigh-high stocking. Then, of course, he inspected me as I dressed. My body shivered as he kissed my shoulders and brushed his fingers along my exposed skin. Liam would wear a tux to the party, and watching him knot the tie would have made my panties wet if they had a crotch. Instead, I could feel my dampness gathering between my lower lips. It felt deliciously naughty.
Age-Play? – Yes please.
There was once a girl named Stacy. Whose dad was really smitten. He took her away, for a three-year stay, until she got old and boring. And oh, the fun things that happened during those three years.
The way mom dressed you up was all pretty in that sparkling blue dress as your adventure began. The one that made your pretty young eyes and cute dimpled cheeks just pop. The contrast with your bubble gum pink lips, well, it’s hard to know what inspired mom more. The hard-on on you were gonna give daddy, or the fucking that would surely overwhelm your tiny little mouth and still developing cunt. Yes, I said cunt. When you dress like Stacy’s mom dressed Stacy it’s a cunt between your legs, no other word would catch the meaning just so.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Oh, you silly, silly thing. You thought you could keep him all to yourself. I only wanted to say thank you after our introduction, but you said you’d “handle it.” Did you think keeping him at arm’s length was going to work? You were selfish with a remarkable man, selfish in more ways than I can count. Only being selfish never pays off like you think it will. You ran off the best man, probably the only one who truly understood your black heart. Your arrogant self made many mistakes, but the ultimate misstep was telling him, “Kayla will take care of you.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2369 x 270
After being away visiting family over the weekend, the last thing you expected to see when you pulled into your driveway was Mommy Felicity pounding a “yard sale” sign into your grass. As you step out of the car, you realize all of the items on the display tables and blankets across the lawn are yours.
Your video games, clothing, shoes, all your awards, and trophies from college. Basically, your whole adult life is spread across the lawn with cheap price tags. “Felicity, what the fuck is this?” You yell after slamming the car door.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
The newspaper had announced the latest lottery winner, and he lived right here in town! So I waited until it was dark and stormy, and I dressed in my slinkiest white party dress with not a stitch of clothing underneath. Then, I drove out towards his big house and parked a ways down the road. Walking slowly to ensure my dress was soaked through by the time I knocked on his door. My stiff nipples felt like pinpoints about to rip open my dress and my whole body shivered.
Steve opened the door, and concern and confusion pinched his features. “I’m so sorry to bother you so late.” I pouted up at him from under the glow of his porch light. “It’s just my car broke down a bit down the road, and my cell has no service. I was kind of wondering if you wouldn’t mind letting me use your phone to call for help and possibly a towel or two to dry off?” The sweet, rich man ushered me in and showed me right to the bathroom.
Office Fun w/ Laylene & Baby Tami xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415
It’s the middle of the work day just about time for Laylene and I to get our baby girl Tami dressed. We have the cutest outfit picked out for her. A Pretty little pink dress and a matching diaper cover to match. Laying baby Tami down, and getting her situated in her diapy, then dressing her with her pink little dress with some frills and ruffles. She’s totally adorable, and now to top it off with her matching diaper cover, and socks with the tool around the ankles, now my baby girl is styling. Bringing out her pony for her to straddle as we prance her through the office. All the girls are going to be so excited to see how pretty she is! Let’s have some office fun with Laylene & Baby Tami. Continue reading “Office Fun w/ Laylene & Baby Tami”