Category: phonesex

Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323

I think smiles are incredibly dangerous. Not the polite kind you give a stranger in passing. I’m talking about the kind that catches you completely off guard and leaves you thinking about it hours later.

There is something irresistible about a person who knows how to smile. A playful grin from across the room. A mischievous look that says they’re up to no good. That split second when their eyes light up and suddenly you find yourself smiling right back without even meaning to.

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Sexy Photos

Posted 6 hours ago by Gabrielle

Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

Be honest. How many women out there have taken sexy photos of themselves and sent them to boys? I think we’ve all done it. It’s our chance to feel sexy, powerful and in charge. And I know for me, I LOVE male attention and being told how beautiful I am (even though I already know it’s true). But I never get tired of hearing it.

Well, I had something new I wanted to do for my hubby. I didn’t want to make him jealous, but I wanted to see his reaction of these sexy photos and what he thought knowing I sent them to my exes. So, I went into my closet and pulled down a fancy box of things from my college days. In there I found a handful of old polaroids. All nude. I left nothing to the imagination.

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Did You Want To Fill My Ass?

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Sometimes, a girl wants to have her ass filled. I realize it wasn’t the best place to get what I needed, but have you ever been so horny that you can’t think? I was at my apartment complex’s private pool. It was the middle of the day, and I hadn’t seen another person for hours. Assuming everyone was hard at work while I was soaking up the sun’s rays, I thought it would be safe to indulge.

I tuned on my side on the cushy lounger and bent one knee as my hand rubbed my fat ass. I loved how it felt to squeeze and knead my juicy rear end. My fingers dug deeper into my crack. Pulling my cheeks open and jiggling them about. It felt naughty and so hot. I slipped my fingers under my bikini bottom and traced my asshole. Thinking I was alone, I let my finger sink in.

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Big Boobs

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Recently I told you about a baby I have named Jake who’s obsessed with my big boobs. He LOVES breastfeeding and it’s always a big part of our playtime together. But little Jake always wants to stay private with our time together and I felt like it was time for him to show off his cute baby ways to the world.

So I took him to the park for his first ever outing. It was going so well until he fell and hurt himself. Right away I knew he would come running to the comfort of my big boobs, but I was curious if he would actually breastfeed in public with everyone watching him.

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Mom! Look!

Posted 3 days ago by Felicity

Mom! Look!

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“Mom, Mom!” The constant sound of Danny calling my name felt like white noise in my ear. I’d finally sat down on the couch and needed just five minutes to myself to make a phone call. “Mom! Look!” I swiped open the phone’s screen and looked for the number I needed. “Mom!” I couldn’t focus. His voice was so distracting.

“Hold on a minute, baby. Mommy has to make a call.” Danny, however, did not hold on. He ran over to the couch and was waving something around. “Just sit still and be quiet for me, okay?” His jumping about was too much, and my nerve endings felt frayed. He kept calling my name, and finally I snapped and looked up. “WHAT?” Danny had his penis out, and it was very stiff.

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Modeling For Art

Posted 3 days ago by Molly

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The studio was always kept just a few degrees too warm. A concession to the vulnerability of my skin against the open air. The scent of linseed oil and turpentine hung heavy in the air; a heady mix that always sharpened my senses. I stepped onto the dais, the silk robe slipping from my shoulders and pooling at my feet in a soft sigh of fabric. Unclothed, every draft felt like a caress across my bare skin.

Across the room, he sat behind his canvas. Our eyes locked, and for a moment, the scratching of charcoal ceased. His gaze was intense, a weight that I could feel traveling slowly down the curve of my neck, across the swell of my chest, and down to the arch of my hip. It wasn’t a clinical look; it was a deeply possessive appreciation that made a sudden, treacherous heat bloom beneath my skin.

“Hold that,” He murmured, his voice lower and rougher than usual. “Exactly like that.”

I shifted my weight, arching my back slightly and letting one hand rest against my thigh. The pose was demanding, exposing the long, unbroken lines of my body to his scrutiny. My heart hammered a…

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I was such a good girl for the end of school, so daddy told me he’d take me out for a sweet treat. He blindfolded me and put me in his brand-new Jag but wouldn’t tell me where we were going. After a few minutes of driving, we pulled into the parking lot, and he told me I could take off the blindfold. I looked around and right before my eyes was the sign to the local creamery, “Sweet Treats”.

Daddy got out of the car and opened my door for me, then held my hand all the way to the front counter. We picked out our favorite flavors and sat at an outdoor table. I had my legs crossed, but he still commented about how short my skirt was, since it was blowing in the wind at the moment.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My friends and I needed a night out to celebrate the end of finals. We felt like we had earned it and deserved it after the study crammed past few weeks. So we got dressed up in our little body hugging, clubbing dresses. You know, the slutty kind that barely cover our asses. We set out to party.

First, we hit all of our regular spots and got tons of free drinks everywhere we went. We were feeling good and we weren’t ready for the partying to end. So we walked down to the other end of the street. We noticed the vibe was more mature and upscale, but we didn’t care. We giggled our way through the massive doors and were met with a quiet, elegant atmosphere. All of the older patrons’ judging eyes were looking us up and down. Suddenly we felt so embarrassed and uncomfortable. We turned to dart back out the door. But I heard my name. I turned around and it was Mr. Peterson, my dad’s friend from church. I couldn’t believe we ended up in his restaurant. And I began to panic because I knew my parents might be there. I couldn’t even look.

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tongue fucking

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You ever wish you could get your rocks off on demand, and have a meal waiting for you after you cum. You totally can with this one simple lifehack: order delivery and then answer the door naked! It always works for me. Sometimes my toys get boring and I start craving cock and a side of fries and in this modern age there are so many apps that can get me what I need in 30 minutes or less. 

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That Time I Fucked A Cop

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Yesterday, in a call, a guy asked me what the craziest thing I’d ever done was. My mind went blank. How do you pick the craziest thing when you’ve always been a wild girl? It took a second to sort through my memories, and then I remembered that time I suck off a cop. That was pretty wild, I guess. Let me tell you about it.

At the time, I lived in a real small town—the kind where everyone knows everyone and their business. The crime rate was really low, and the local police had nothing better to do than sit in a tree line by the only stop sign in town. Of course, I hadn’t seen him sitting there when I blew past the sign in a hurry. He hit me with the blue lights, and I really didn’t have time or money for a ticket.

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