Category: phonesex

 Taylor 1-884-332-2639

 

I want nothing more than to be your luscious creature slut bag. I’m a professional hair stylist and it’s a great job. You meet so many different people and nonetheless have some crazy conversations, some that you wouldn’t expect to have with some but not all random strangers. Not that it bothers me anyways, I mean I am on the adventurous side of life. While it’s all so exciting and I love my job there’s something that I love more! Let’s just say that my indecent behavior is something that I relish. When I’m not on the job I’m always into something mischievous. Being at it is no surprise that i am bisexual i find my addiction of strip clubs pulling me in to feed my arousal desires.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Just because I’m home, it doesn’t mean work stops. After a long day in the office, documents still needed to be looked over and approved for clients to sign in the morning, and there just aren’t enough hours in the day to complete my to-do list. Johnny wasn’t home yet, so I placed an order for dinner and sat at the dining room table without even changing out of my work clothes. Hopefully, I could check off a few more tasks before he and dinner arrived.

My legs crossed as I opened my laptop; the soft nylon of my nude pantyhose rubbed against my skin and made me squirm. Wearing them all day always excited me, knowing how much Johnny loves to peel them off of me. My foot began a slight twitch as I focused on my task at hand; the dangling of my high heel from my toes felt like just enough of a fidget to help me really get in the zone.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

“God, babe! You’re so wet for me. This is so hot.” My newest bitch boy says as he spreads my legs and leans in to lick over my swollen pussy lips again. I throw my arm over my face, so he doesn’t see me laughing. I’m not all that wet for him; it’s just the creampie leaking from my stuffed teen pussy that he’s lapping up. Laying on my back, looking down at the bitch between my legs, makes me giggle. He’s been devouring me for at least twenty minutes and seems to have no clue.

He looks up at me, his face smeared with the remnants of my last hookup, ” I don’t think you’ve ever been so soaked! What’s changed?” He asks so innocently and kisses my thick thighs.

Should I tell him?

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~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~

Sexual fetishes are the thing that makes your little dickie or rocket cannon go off with a big bang.  We all know there is no bad sex ever but big bang sex can be hard to come by.  When you come to me with your fetish it’s big bang sex.  I’ll know that it’s the smooth feeling of the panties you have on that your cock needs to explode.  Maybe it’s something totally different; maybe being a very naughty boy turns you on more.  Putting yourself in a taboo situation could be what gets you off.  Whatever it is; I would guess is something you keep hidden from most and need someone to share it with.  That someone is me.  There’s no judgment here nothing but the one thing you need desperately to make that firecracker or cannon between your legs go off. 
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Taylor 1-844-332-2639 ext 427

 

Your typical sweet slut

My mom was a slut so its no wonder as to why i am. I have big shoes to fill though. Mom was known as the town slut, everybody knew she was a easy laid. Spreading her legs and letting any one jump in her pussy. So now its my turn. I cant help myself when it comes to a huge cock with a nice mushroom head. The feeling that delicious ridge makes going in and out is beyond pleasure. Wanting to be used by any one just wanting a fuck toy makes my pussy wet and tingly. There’s just something about being used and i knew for the first i enjoyed being fucked by a stranger and then threw away like a disposable slut whore. My slut life had began and i never regretted one single drop of cum. Its an adrenaline rush, pussy throbbing rush.

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Topless Kayla punishes a tit slave

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Every slave is a work in progress. While they strive to meet their Mistress’s expectations, they are still men after all and most often fall short. For example, I have one mostly well-behaved slave with a tit obsession. Jiggly, round boobs make his cock pulse with the need to cum. Especially if those boobs are coated in sticky ropes of cum shot over them by a big, thick cock.

While I said he is mostly well-behaved, that still leaves room for him to be punished. He wears a chastity cage like every good slave should but every once in a while, he lets himself out and cums without permission. When he confesses to this, he knows he has a book a punishment session with his Goddess.

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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I’m a huge fan of just letting go and being creative when it comes to sex! That’s why I love when I get a call for a kinky role play! I hope that you’re a big fan of role playing like I am, because I have some really fun things in mind that I’d like to try.

I would love it if you called me up to tell me about something kinky you have in mind. Something that you’ve never told anyone before because you were too shy. I get excited when someone tells me they want to do a role play because I never know what kind of fun stuff is in store. But trust me, it’s always enjoyable for me no matter what you’re into. The more taboo the better…

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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

You’re always saying that you want to be transformed into the perfect sissy, but I’m not sure that you’re serious about it. Lately you act as if you’re so into it but when I give you a pair of panties, you chicken out. It’s frustrating and I was going to cut you loose until I thought of something even better.

It doesn’t matter if you’re serious or not, I’m going to force you to become a perfect sissy. You have been saying for a long time that you want to be one, but you haven’t taken any steps to make it a reality. So, that’s why I’m taking things into my own hands and forcing you to be who I know you secretly desire.

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I agreed to keep an eye on Mr. Stinky Pampers the other day.  Some of my girlfriends were coming over for a gab session.  He was sitting on the floor playing with his toys like a good boy.  As we talked a pungent odor suddenly assailed my nose.  I watched as my other friends wrinkled their noses and tried to be nice and not say anything about the noxious scent that began to surround us.  My Mr. Stinky side-eyed me from his place on the floor.  I knew he thought about making a run for it when he slowly stood up.  But I snagged him around his waist and pulled him up into my arms.  I draped him over my arm and gave a big sniff to confirm him as the source of the awful smell.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Recently, I’ve found myself drawn to rocks and crystals. As if my frequency has been off, and I need to connect to something ancient and natural to get it back in balance. There’s this fun little hippy-dippy store downtown that I remember having a ton of cool stones, so I thought I would check it out.

When I walked in, the scent of sage tickled my nose. The store was small and overflowing with items. My eyes didn’t know where to look as I was overwhelmed by all the options. So I just started to wander without knowing what I was looking for. Finally, a lady walked beside me and slipped her arm around my elbow. She patted my hand and said, “You’re looking for a yoni egg.”

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