HONEY 1-844-332-2639, ext. 300
I have a reputation as a bad ass boss bitch. The problem is a lot of these men will be trying to act like they’ve been fucking with me. Look, you don’t have to lie. Why is it that it’s always the one’s who can’t get it have to be the ones that have the most to say?
TOM 1-844-332-2639, ext. 342
I caught her dozing off with the book lying open against her perfect tits. That romantic smut she loves so much. I wanted to punish the bitch right then and there. The fact that her mind was always full of slutty thoughts and fucking. She was not a “nice” girl. I undressed and slipped into bed next to her. I pressed my already engorged, hard cock against her bare thigh.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
I always get what I want. It’s just the way it is. Especially from married men. I mean you guys are so weak mentally and morally, I can’t help but take advantage. Who could even blame me? A hot, young thing like me is just bound to cause trouble for marriages. It’s really too bad that you can’t claim your sugarbaby on your taxes…
~Idun~ 844-332-2639 ext 369
I will be the Game Night host tonight! We’re starting at 6 pm pst, 8 pm cst, 9 pm est. We’re playing Guess The Emoji Phrase! I’ll show you different emojis put together and you have to guess the phrase that they represent! The winner gets a free 15 minute phone sex session! Keep reading for more information.
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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
When I was in high school, there was no lack of guys who wanted me. It’s a pretty powerful feeling. I have discovered, however, that a girl cannot live happily just in the place where men want her. Because men come…and then they go. That is why I like to keep them in their place sometimes.
I was seventeen and he was twenty. He was literally begging me to go out with him. Sometimes, on his knees. We went to the movies and sat in the back row. I stroked him over his jeans and I allowed him to slip his hand into my bra and squeeze my nipples. Then, we went to his place….
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844-332-2639 ~Idun~ ext 369 and ~Lucy~ ext 221
Lucy was about to marry a man but I knew that I had to stop her. She was too sexy to waste her life being forever chained to a guy. I had to remind her how good it felt to fuck multiple people, including me. Stealing her away from him was the best decision.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Always keep a spare handcuff key. I learned that the hard way. When I was in my early twenties, a couple of coworkers and I decided to have some fun with handcuffs. Let’s call them Matt and Jeff. Jeff had a beautiful wrought iron bed that was perfect for handcuffs.
We were all naked and drinking shots of tequila. Dancing around to salsa music. We rolled the dice to decide who would be handcuffed to the bed. High roll wins. It was me. I was naked and cuffed.
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Call Katie: 1-844-332-2639 ext 356
Princess Katie only meant to tease you a little. Get you back for making me beg to cum the night before, you know?
I put on a tiny black lace bra with matching panties, garters, and your favorite slutty thigh-high stockings. I did my hair perfectly, wavy and tousled in an I-just-masturbated-for-2-hours kind of way. My lips were glossy and my lashes long and curled. I heard you in the other room on an important call but I put on my sexiest high heels and walked toward you anyway.
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I’m tired of you acting like a class clown. You think you’re so cute and funny, but you fucking aren’t. You waste my time to get a few giggles out of the girls who think you’re stupid anyway. No more missus, nice guy, It’s past time for you to meet the naughty teacher.
By the looks of your grades this semester, I’d have to agree. You’re failing almost every subject. I know your mother won’t be happy about your report card. You better see me after class to discuss extra credit. It won’t be easy for fun, so wipe that smirk off your face.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
A dark, end of summer night, a crowded bar. Nothing is better than stepping outside for a smoke. The wind was blowing just enough to keep my lighter from burning the end of my cigarette. I turned toward the wall, cupping my hand around the weak flame but still no luck. My hand shot out to shake the lighter and accidentally met a solid surface. Looking over, I realized I had just smacked a man’s chest with my hand.
“Oh, I’m so sorry.” I smiled at him cheekily but he laughed it off.