HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300
Bodacious Booty may just be your kryptonite – I may have come from the streets but I am so much more than what you see on the surface. In fact, I am unlike any other woman you will meet. Best believe that I am more than worth the price of admission. We both know you are going to pay for the privilege of this ass as well as this pussy. A woman like me commands respect.
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232
Secret Society Fetish groups are something that I occasionally indulge in. You just never know what you will encounter. I only consider the most devoted of servants. Once it is determined that you acceptable the process can begin. Once it has started you will beg for the privilege to pay and serve even more. You are definitely in need of some financial counseling from someone who is knowledgeable in financial fucking. You already know a little about my reputation for financial domination. The fact that I show no fucking mercy is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless men to fuck with.
You obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. Just look at all of the money wasted on that so called family. They don’t care about you. You are just a meal ticket. As yourself what the return on investment is. Very bad decision making there.
Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290
I always loved summer camp. It was the few weeks a year I was independent and off on my own adventures away from the parentals. Teenage me was a bit gangly and awkward honestly. I was quite thin and didn’t get my curves until I graduated. I didn’t get much attention from the boys or girls while I was at camp but everyone did love to joke that I was a mermaid from how much time I spent in the water. Summer camp with Ariel was never a dull moment though. I was into all sorts of shenanigans. Breaking into the boys dorm. Pranking the counsellors (until I became one). Skinny dipping at night in the lake. If you name it I might have done it, I was a wild one. Want to hear a little bit more about how I wish summer camp had actually gone? Be sure to keep reading.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Cream Queen – Never waste a drop. This is my motto when it comes to sucking you off. And I just cannot get enough. All you need to do is relax and let me work my gorgeous mouth on that hard, throbbing cock. Enjoy every second as I tease it with my hot, perfect mouth. It feels so good doesn’t it? Then right at that moment when you can’t hold back even a second longer, I tell you to cum. You moan out loudly as you erupt with the most intense, earth shattering orgasm you’ve ever had. I drink it down like nectar from the Gods.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
School For A Fool – Yeah, that’s you. You are so fucking addicted to me that your brain has lost the ability to function. Isn’t it crazy how you love stroking that dick incessantly? You know, the little dick that belongs to me? In fact, you are just another pathetic loser who spends all of his time jerking off to my pics. Obsessed is really putting it lightly. You just can’t help yourself. This is why you are about to get schooled.
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•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•
Do you know the muffin man? I do, and he’s been in my cheeks. Several times within the past week. Let me tell you about the bakery boy in my town. He’s really strong and handsome and really knows how to get me going. Let me tell you how we met. When I moved into town a few years ago, I was just craving something sweet. Instead of running to the bodega, I wanted to find a donut shoppe or a bakery to satisfy my sweet tooth. That’s where I found him. My local baker boy.
Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290
Coming back from summer camp, exhausted but filled with so much joy, I did nothing but daydream the whole ride home. What would the rest of the summer hold? The world was my oyster and I was going to take advantage of it. My skin was perfectly and evenly tanned, save for my teeny tiny bikini lines. As the bus pulled up to my house I saw my older brother and parents waiting for me on the curb. Smiling big and excited to see them I raced to the front, hopped down the stairs and into each of their arms. We made short work of my luggage as we each took a bag and walked inside. Needing refreshing I excused myself and made my way to the washroom to take a shower. It was then my older brother discovered that his little sister is all grown up.
Extreme Phone Sex – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.
That struck a nerve, and Hannah got upset. A tear, or twenty, rolled down her cheeks as she insisted, she never felt his cock and never was molested. I reminded her honesty is important, and the first step to being honest with herself is being honest with me. And if she can’t be honest with me, well, then I definitely owed my own honesty to her. Playing pretend and make-believe in such an expensive session would be unfair to everyone involved. And rude. And we don’t do unfair or rude on therapist Laylene’s couch. We do honest. Even when honest means using big words like molested.
Call Sammy Now (844) 332-2639 ext.421
To say Sammy needs a fat juicy cock to pound into her is an understatement. Filling her up to the brim until Sammy wants to explode all over you. The sweet sense of anticipation before you tease my pulsing clit with your shaft. My eyes widen when your head makes its way through my tight hole. Squirming and whimpering underneath you while you give me everything you have. Pin me down, and don’t let Sammy run away. A few sweet girl slaps to my red cheeks bring my attention right back to you.
Please don’t hold back and give it all to me while you stifle my screams with your mouth. Yes, oh, I have been needing this. I can feel you so deeply within my walls. Tightening and contracting around you. I’ll hold you so deep within me, clutching your fat cock inside of me. Drill into me from every position. I can take you in any way your perverted mind can think of!
Ariel 1844-332-2639 Ext 290
My favorite office space is under your desk. Dark and secretive, just like what I will be doing to you all the while you type and answer calls. No one can see or hear me through the slim piece of wood that separates us from being caught. Such a thrill isn’t it? Trying to keep your composure as my nails slide up your inner thighs. Your heart skipping a beat as I undo your button and zipper, my mouth wet and waiting for you. Feeling how hot and ready you are for me against my hands as they make short work of getting your cock free of your boxers. My lips meet your head, soft and warm, gently teasing just the tip. Moments pass as I let my tongue slide out and you feel the wetness of my mouth engulf you.
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