Lori 844 332 2639 x 352
The e-mail started off stating he wanted to give me a call but; he wasn’t sure what I am into. Well, honey; we have profiles; did you read mine? Of course, profiles don’t usually list everything.
I’m really all about you. I’ve been doing phone sex for many years. I’m a mid- 50-year-old woman; which probably means I am into your kink. Continue reading “Public Answer to a Private E-Mail Phone Sex”
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Men like you don’t deserve to jerk off. You’re weak and trust me when I say that nobody wants you to have any kind of pleasure. It’s just not something that you’re ever going to be worthy of in your lifetime. So that’s why calling me is going to be really good for you. I am NEVER going to let you have an orgasm. In fact, I’m not going to let you jerk off for a long time – while you talk to me or otherwise. And how am I going to make sure that doesn’t happen? Well, I am going to put you in a chastity device, of course. Continue reading “I Am The Key Holder Part 1. Chastity Phone Sex”
When I woke up today, it felt like any other normal day. But little did I know, things were going to drastically change. I was still in school, living at home with my mom. My dad had left the picture very early on in life, and my mom never got remarried. I had no idea why though. She was the definition of a perfect woman. She was tall, curvy, had legs for days and had a smile that could stop you in your tracks. And she was so kind and sweet. Anytime I needed help, she was there, no matter what.
She had an office job where she had to be very professional with her attire. Her skirts were neither too short or too tight yet somehow perfectly accentuated her body. And she would always match it with a pair of pantyhose and
heels. But, of course, she was my mom, so I never lingered on those thoughts. But today, I would set something in motion that would change our relationship forever.
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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext 230
I really should come with a warning label. As in, warning: able to catch fire and burn easily. Too hot for you to handle, perhaps. But it really wouldn’t matter to you, would it? You would still risk being burned just to get close to me.
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Turning on my powers really turns me on. I do try to keep myself restrained when I’m in public, but now and again, and especially after I’ve had a few beers, I let ‘full-on Harmony’ loose on the world. I can flip a switch, and in minutes have every man in the room in a horny haze.
And the most amazing part of it all is that I’ll do it while I’m talking to your wife; gliding my wrist down your spine, softly brushing my tits up against you, slowly running my fingers up and down the neck of my beer bottle, all the while fucking you in my mind. Start your week off right and cum play with me.
~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~
Waking up from a nap I discovered my little pet had slipped out from between my tits and gotten away. I couldn’t have that. I found him on the last pass through the town. Somehow I found I was taller than some of the buildings. The little people seemed afraid of me. All I wanted to do was play.
I started back toward town determined to find my pet. I hear music; I bet there are pets there.
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“Mmm, the Demon Jasmine purred, her breath hot against his neck. Her long, elegant fingers undid the buttons of his shirt and his cock, traitorous, stiffened. She laughed and with one quick, fluid motion, pulled her dress off, baring her perfect breasts wantonly to the cold night air. As much as he wanted to resist, he found he could not pull away from her touch. Tingles ran through his body and his cock grew harder still.
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232
You don’t call me to be flattered and gladhanded. You have a definite need – a deep urge that must be satiated. That need and desire is utter humiliation. You crave it don’t you? You know you deserve it. You need to be told what you are and put in your place.
BRATTY TEEN SYDNEY – 1-844-332-2639 EXT 361
Hi babes! So you might have read about my sexting fantasy over on TLC Phone Sex a few weeks ago. And I am happy to report that some of you sluts have made my phonesex sexting dreams come true! But, my class remains boring. So I’m looking for more sluts that wanna help me get off at school.
It requires a little bit of planning, but it is so hot and I just know that there are more pervs out there that can make my fantasy come true! So, here are the details. I have a class this semester that is soooo boring. Seems like my professor just drones on and on and on. I can’t take calls during class. But, I can have super filthy paid chat sessions and the idea of getting all horny and sexy in the middle of a class makes my pussy so fucking wet!
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
I am a homewrecker. I admit it. In fact, I own the moniker. I really don’t have a problem with it. It’s fun and it’s hot to be the other woman. I enjoy it, so why not indulge in something fun and rewarding?
The proper definition of a Homewrecker is:
a person who is blamed for the breakup of a marriage or family, especially due to having engaged in an affair with one member of a couple.
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