You need a real man to guide you because you have little to no manhood left in you. You’re a wimp. The most pathetic excuse of a man that I’ve ever come across in my line of work. That’s why I’m going to be your new Leather Daddy. You’re going to suck my dick and thank me for every minute that I face fuck you.
What did I find on the floor again? I don’t understand why you can’t follow simple directions. You’re old enough to pick up your dirty clothes and get them in the hamper where they belong. Since you continue to choose not to do so I have decided to teach you a lesson. You want to make me pick up after you like I’m your mother, I think that’s going to be a new role for a while. That means that you have earned regression into diapers and my control of you in them.
I’m going to need some help on this one. Sometimes magics mix. What I mean is sometimes a witch needs a partner in crime. Some on the magical side who knows how to get dirty and isn’t afraid to use her own dark ways to help us both get what we want.
I had to call me a mind fuckery queen of dark and dirty deeds. My fast-growing friend Lyric! I knew you thought you were going to be able to handle anything I brought to the table. That’s what you said anyway. You told me to do my worst and you laughed. BIG…. MISTAKE!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
“He asked for it, I swear! Everything I did to that sugar daddy, he wanted me to do it!” I told the Police as they forced me to apply my fingerprints to the inkblots.
“He was 85 and you left him tied up in his penthouse suite while making good use of his credit card. You expect us to believe he asked for that?” The ugly cop who clearly had no idea how Findom worked, scowled at me while gripping the back of my elbow to take me over for my mug shot.
BRITNEY 1-844-332-2639 EXT 405
Lonely Trucker PHONESEX! Feeling lonely and horny, what a girl to do? I decide to open the hookup app and look for my next prey. Hey there, lonely trucker.
ME: Where are you?
HIM: I’m close!
ME: I hope you mean in distance!
HIM: lol! I’m only 10 miles away!
ME: Good, can you leave now?
It thrills me to be an unsuspecting ball buster. Look at this smile! Doesn’t it just scream president of the PTA? Soccer Mom of the year award over here, please! My smile and kind eyes lull you into a false sense of security. I’m a cupcake baking, snuggle giving, ball wrecker. And you’ll never see it coming.
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I was sitting in my backyard enjoying some sun in my bikini and trying to soak up as many rays as I can while summer is still here. I put my headphones in listening to some music. Fun in the sun Phonesex
Zoning out into the music, I feel like a little tickle on my leg, thinking it’s just a grass blade I don’t even bother to open my eyes. Just go back to the tunes. Continue reading “Fun in the sun Phonesex”
So met this dude for coffee the other night, turned into a lot more than coffee. I didn’t realize that coffee dates could turn into a face-fucking, ass-raping, twink fest.
That man was a cock worshipping little sissy bitch. He was 6’3 and full body of muscle. I couldn’t believe it went there. I didn’t think this manly man was in love with cock like I was. He Loves Cock Phonesex
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Your cell phone is where you keep your whole life, isn’t it? Your secret porn stash, your bank account, your social media. Wouldn’t it be a shame if someone stole it and used it against you?
I invited one of my guy friends over for a night of sexy fun, though he didn’t expect what kind of fun I had in mind. As soon as he arrived, I asked him to strip. You know, horny boys will do anything to cum. He got naked faster than I could blink. I had him lay down, on his back, across the fabric ottoman in my living room. Then, I tied his hands together and secured them to the leg of the ottoman he rested on. Next, I stole his phone.
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Kayla Cumsalot @ 18443322639 ext 357
He wants it rough, he thinks it scares me but he doesn’t know I crave it. I need him to hurt me and make all the static go away. He stands before me as I kneel for him. His cock is so hard it looks angry. The purplish, WEEPING HEAD longs to be in my throat. That’s where I want it too.
I’ll be his good girl.