I Love Fucking

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Everyone here at Tomsin knows that I love fucking older men. The confidence, money and experience they offer me has always been addictive and I won’t even think about fucking someone my age or EVER younger than me. Fucking someone younger than I am is basically a foreign language to me lol.

Recently, I met an older man that took me for a wild ride one day. I’m a total daddies girl and I always go into my dad’s office to meet him for lunch. It was during one of these trips that I was introduced to his boss… He was older, sexy and had some grey along his temples. Exactly the type of man I love fucking.

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Husband

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“Is this how your husband fucks you?” I crowed in her ear as my shemeat pounded in and out of her tight pussy. I could tell by the temperature of her cunt and the tight grip of it around my shaft, that no one had fucked her in quite a while.

Her answer was a wealth of moans and her fingers digging into my shoulders to pull me closer. Our tits rocked together, and my hand grabbed for her thigh to fold it up against her body. Looking down, I could watch my cock stretching in and out of her wet channel.

The woman was wild. Clearly, she enjoys a good stretching, but you can’t or haven’t given it to her like this. What kind of husband are you if you are providing a decent fuck?

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Kinky Lover

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I recently told you about a young, kinky lover I’ve been playing with. I’m used to younger guys fucking me but this one was different, he wanted me to fuck him. As soon as he pulled down his pants and I saw how tiny his dick was I knew exactly why he wanted to be fucked. Because there’s no way he could ever fuck anyone. He was actually the perfect candidate to become next panty boy with a tiny dick like that.

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extreme phone sex

Extreme Phone Sex

Hello horny readers. Guess who is back on therapist Laylene’s couch today? Hannah!

Read here, for a recap, but when we last left off it was a little unclear if we’d ever make a breakthrough with our little girl. Sure, it was obvious to you and me and everyone else with an internet connection (remember the internet is forever, which makes little Hannah an immortal) and eyes that Hannah had been molested by her cousin. Hard, fast, without remorse or a care in the world for her. A single-digit Fleshlight in the actual flesh, the best kind according to her cousin. But Hannah, silly Hannah, clung to her silly hopes and dreams and, well, self-told lies about ice cream cones and love and whatever other nonsense.

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Tami naughty nursery Pt. 2

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Tami woke up from a long slumber, and all the while mama Anna waited for her little deviant baby to rise. When Tami came to and looked around, it took a moment or two to remember just where in the world this naughty baby was…. Tami’s very own naughty nursery.  At first, Baby Tami pretended to be asleep, but no baby can hide from Mama Anna, she could tell her baby was only half asleep and faking slumber.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Have you met my little toy? He’s really the cutest thing. Dennis chose to be shrunken down to the size of an action figure, and my family adopted him. Together, we all take care of him and love him like a pet. He’s always getting into trouble and finding himself in messes she shouldn’t be in.

Like how last night, I was cooking dinner, and Dennis was playing on the counter. He climbed into the bag of shredded cheese and tossed out little bits of cheese to help make the cheesy garlic bread. Of course, this isn’t really the help I would have asked him for, but he just takes initiative and tries on his own. I had to fish him out of the cheese bag and dust his little body off.

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ALYSSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 202

Conjuring your cock is such an easy spell for an Asian Witch like me. Your cock is so stupid already. We both know that you don’t make sound decisions. That’s because you let your cock do the thinking for you. It’s so obvious that he is dumb as fuck. But go ahead and just continue to let your dumb cock run your life. You always seem to be jerking to anything and everything. In fact, you’ve let it get a little out of hand – not your dick but the situation. It’s actually sort of funny to watch you struggle.

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Screams of Men

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I find that the most fun I have is hearing the screams of the men who think they can handle me. Would you like to test if you are worth my time? It always starts the same. Brave and bold. Sure, go ahead and tie me up. I don’t need a safeword. I’m a tough guy; I can take anything you can dish out. With my eyes rolling, I ask if you insist that you don’t need a safeword, like 90% of the guys think they don’t. To their credit, a few actually do not. But once you’re tied down over my bench, there’s no going back.

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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext 230

Welcome to Cocktober. Are you wondering what I have bubbling away in this phone sex cauldron of mine? Well, naughty boy, you will just have to call me and find out for yourself. You know by now that I offer a multitude of sins on my menu. Whether it’s some not so innocent teasing or full forced cock draining, this phone sex witch always delivers above and beyond.

October is the best time to embrace my phone sex witch powers. Just a warning, once I cast my spell you will be done for. That makes it even more intriguing though, doesn’t it? You can admit it – your cock is growing harder by the second at just the thought of all of the naughty things we can get into together.

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The Gambler

the gambler and the buffoon

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I was waitressing at the underground poker club, down by the barracks, tucked way behind the metal scrap yard, next to the auto body shop. It was a regular night and the house was full. You sat at the table for hours, sunglasses on, expressionless. I couldn’t tell if you were staring at me. Every time I’d serve you, you thanked me kindly and touched my hand to hand me a chip.

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