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Torri  1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Kissing burns calories. Did you know that? I sure didn’t. I was in my online classes and the teacher was going on about something blah blah blah kissing. Then I heard her say that kissing burns calories. That got my attention right away. So I asked her. “You’re telling me that I can be kissing a man and exercisin’ at the same time?” she laughed at me and said that she wouldn’t really call it exercisin’ but it would burn a few calories when doing it. So here is my offer to you.

I can help you burn all of them nasty ol calories off your body. Hey, I’m only looking out for you. I want you to stay healthy and losing some of those pesky calories can help with that. Of course, you know there is something we can do that would really burn those calories off ya! We could do a marathon. An all-night FUCKIN marathon! Darlin when you leave here I promise you will be 10 lbs lighter than you were when you showed up. Whether that’s from all the sweating and calorie burnin’ we do or the amount of cum I drain from your balls.

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Horny Girlfriend

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My feet shuffle along the carpet as I walk up and down the hallway at a glacial pace. Each time I pass his home office, my head tilts to peer inside. He’s typing away, talking into his headset. Another never-ending meeting he can’t get out of.

My sigh must have been more audible than I intended because his head snaps in my direction. Our gazes meet, and I feel guilty for interrupting him. He lifts the mic to mute the call and motions for me to come in. “Just be quiet, okay, baby?” Feeling rewarded for my patience, I skip into his office and climb onto his lap. Just inhaling his cologne as I snuggle into his chest ramps up the horny need that drove me to pace the hallway to begin with.

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Fetish For Feet

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Even if you didn’t have a foot fetish, you’d have one for my feet. Look at my soft soles and delicate little digits. I’ll bet as you watch me peel my stockings off and my sweet toes are revealed, your mouth begins to water.

I can’t say I blame you. Rubbing them after a full day of being on my feet makes me moan, and my pussy tingles in response. The only thing better than kneading out the achs in my arches myself would be for you to take my feet in your hands and work your magic.

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Freaky Deeky

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Like Doja says, “I’ve been feeling freaky deaky. You’re on the way to see me, and you’re in the mood to please me.” I’m in the mood for some weird ass phonesex. As a slutty Teen Domme, I’m craving a filthy little submissive to do nasty things to. I’m talking stuff food in your asshole, slather your whole body in Vaseline and see how many Q-tips we can fit in your cum hole kind of freaky deeky.

I want a slut filming themselves dressed in pantyhose and ready to cum on a black plate so I can force him to slather his face in the mess he made for me. Are you as freaky deeky as me?

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Baby you need me. I know that’s why you’re here. You want to find the release that only I can give you. I’ve never made you cum before? Well, that doesn’t change what I said. You Need me and you want to find that release you can clearly see I can give you. So, what’s the hold-up? You think just because I’m a legal teen I don’t have anything to offer you? I haven’t had the experience you need? *giggle* you poor poor sheltered man. You know nothing about the ways I have brought grown men to their knees. How many men I have had begging me for a release I just keep holding off; just out of reach for them to see it, feel it, almost taste it. The thrill I get when I can see a man bend to my will as I bring him pleasure that makes his vision blur and his toes curl hearing his heavy breathing right before his cock does exactly what I want it to when I want it to. Ever had a happy ending massage before? Me rubbing you all over getting all that tension out of your body;

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Fuckslave To an Old Fat Pervert

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My tight, young body makes me the perfect fuckslave to an old, fat pervert. There isn’t a better way for a girl like me to benefit society than to serve men this way. Not just one old, fat pervert, but any old fat perv has the right to fuck my slut holes to bring him pleasure and relief.

They’ve earned the right for pussy to be easily accessible. Just because they are no longer trim and in their prime, they’ve worked hard for years. They paid their dues and now reap the benefits.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I’ve got the house all to myself this weekend and am thinking about having some bondage fun. All I need is a suitable little toy to tie up tight and keep as a little slave. I’m talking about real slave-type action. Where once you are bound, you have no choice or say over what happens to you. You’ll surrender to me completely—no matter what kind of fun I have in mind.

Does that idea make your cock throb? If so, come over and see what I have in store for us.

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Hersey Kisses

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Look at these mother fuckin’ Hersey kisses. Big, supple tits that won’t melt in your mouth. And your mouth is exactly where I want them. Lay me back and watch these fat fucks fall to the sides. Then lean over me and suck ’em between your lips. Pull on ’em till they peak up like those crave-able chocolate kisses.

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Snack or Diapers

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

When she was out of earshot, he let his finger graze the back of my thigh, and his voice got huskier than normal. “I see a snack I’d like to bite into.” I sat forward in the pool until we were eye to eye.

“What about your girlfriend?” He smiled and traced the edge of my bikini bottom. “She doesn’t have to know.”

“And your mom? She’s my friend!” I snapped, and he just laughed.

“We won’t tell her either.” I sucked my lower lip between my teeth and sighed. He was so cute; a deep dimple on the left side of his mouth always made me swoon. I looked back at the house and got a wicked idea. His mom babysat most weekends, and I knew she had diapers in the house.

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

The morning sun pierces through the blinds to wake you up. It’s been forever since you can remember feeling so rested; in fact, you don’t think you’ve ever slept as hard as you did last night. Like always, your arms reach over your head, and you let your body stretch sleep out of your system while rolling onto your back. Something feels…warm and wet.

That’s when you pull back the covers and realize you’re wearing a VERY wet diaper! Of course, you don’t remember putting one on. You’d never willingly sleep in an adult diaper, but now that you think of it, you can’t recall any details from last night. At least nothing that has happened since the time you came home to the babysitter.

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