Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Daddy calls me his “Messy Baby girl.” It’s not because I always spill my food on my giant tits (I do, but that’s not why). It’s not because I leave my bedroom in a disaster zone (I do, but that’s not why.) He calls me his messy baby because every time he checks inside my panties, they are SOAKED!
I can’t help that I’m always thinking about sex. I even try not to sometimes, but then I think about how sad I would be if my pussy wasn’t always tingly.
Mommy/son fantasy fucking is so yummy. It is a never-ending obsession with fucking a sexy mommy. Some men fantasize about fucking their mom, their best friend’s MILF, or even their girlfriend’s mother. My boyfriend always expressed how he had an infatuation and wanted to fuck his mother. Maybe it was because his father passed at a young age, making him grow up fast and close to mommy. When we first started fucking we would always role-play. Continue reading “Mommy/Son Fantasy Fucking”
Daddy/daughter roleplay dreaming is my hottest tale to date for your pervs! Pink soft lights drifted in and out with fairy sparkles as daddy called my name. I couldn’t see his face but his hands were strong as he held me in the air. “Rowan my Princess are you there?” Daddy’s words were far away as I felt my center explode into a million red pieces behind my eyes. Then the pleasure as I felt my sweet no-no spot filled and stuffed! I cried out and the world went black.
Continue reading “Daddy/daughter roleplay : Princess Dreams”
Loving mommy Lyla gives you the best hugs and kisses. Some men never grow up and must be reminded how a good boy should behave. So, mommy will teach you a lesson by putting you in diapers: Blue and white “Pampers” to cover your little boy, dick, and tushy. Let’s explore your taboo mommy/son fetish. I know it’s not easy to be a good boy. As a result, sometimes It’s much easier to be a bad boy and deal with the consequences. Continue reading “Loving Mommy Lyla”
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
I have seen you watching me from the bleachers while I’m cheering on the field. You love my short, pleated skirt and tight V-neck sweater and my cute little pigtails. Silly, I know that I’m the hottest, most popular girl in school and all the boys want me. I’m the hot cheerleader of your dreams and I want to have some fun with you.
After the big football game is over and I’m done cheering and teasing you, I go over the get some water and look up at you in the stands and give you a seductive wink. We’ve never really talked so you’re surprised that I’m giving you attention, but you are getting excited. Fantasies of fucking the head cheerleader have been swimming through your mind all school year. Will you finally get to fuck me?
So recently, I sucked my bestfriend pussy. She was like a sweet strawberry juice. It all started when we were having a sleepover when her sexy stepbrother said, ” I bet you won’t give your best friend a down-under kiss on her snatch. So I bet him that if I did, he had to show us his big hard cock. So we all went into the room, and I told my bestfriend to drop those shorts. She got on the bed and opened her legs. That was when I looked at the pretty pink pussy, and I began to suck her clit. She starts to moan and scream because it feels so good. I spread her lips apart, sticking my tongue all over her clitoris. I feel her cumming on my lips. Continue reading “BestFriend Make The Best Lovers”
Savannah 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 255
I was in the market for a new car and found an ad in the paper for a reasonably priced sports car. It was summer and I thought ‘what the hell’. So, I called the number and set up a meeting to go look at the car, possibly test drive it if I liked it. When I arrived, I was met by an older gentleman who showed me the car. It was cherry red and in excellent condition for the year. I decided to test drive it and the man quickly got the keys and hopped in the passenger seat.
As, I flew down the road, the wind in my hair, I felt free. The car drove well, but I had other things on my mind. The man, although he was much older than me, he was quite attractive. We stopped at a local restaurant to turn around and I convinced him to drive back. I turned the music up loud and began to touch his chest. When he didn’t object, I started to unzip his pants, feeling his nice, throbbing cock through his boxers. Continue reading “Hot Rod”
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
It’s no secret that I am a very naughty, kinky little slut and I enjoy exploring all fetishes. But you may not know that I have absolutely no taboos and I am open to talking about anything and everything. We can get as naughty and filthy as you want because I am your no taboos princess.
One of my favorite very naughty fetishes is age play. I just love playing with my daddy and getting my little bottom spanked raw. I like being little and having daddy sneak into my room late at night while mommy is asleep so we can have playtime. Daddy likes to feel my nubile young skin and explore my innocent, unused tight little holes with his fingers and his hard stick. There’s nothing wrong with fantasy, any fantasy and this one can be incredibly fun to play out if that’s what you’re into. Don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul.
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
Hi daddy. I want playtime with you. Mommy has been mean to me and I don’t like her. But I love my daddy so much. I’m your special little girl, aren’t I? Daddy, I need you right now.
Since mommy is gone for the whole day we have plenty of time to play together. Look at the cute outfit mommy dressed me up in today. Do you like my frilly dress, white stockings, little buckle shoes and the pink bow in my long hair? I’m a pretty little girl daddy and I know you think so too. I see how much you watch me and lick your lips when mommy isn’t looking. I see that you want to play with me, too.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
My bed was warm, incredibly warm for what the AC should have been set to. Not ready to wake up yet, I shoved rational thinking away and pulled my dream closer to me. I was floating in the pool, the sunshine warming my skin and the water flooding around my hips. My fingers dipped by my thighs as if to swirl the water and move my float across the pool’s surface. That’s when my dream self and reality clashed.
My bed was actually wet. I blinked my eyes open and looked down. Leaky pants had done it again. I smiled, seeing the reason my bed was so warm. My adult baby was sprawled over me; his body heat was overwhelming, like a small furnace. His sweet face was pressed to my shoulder, his big arm over my stomach, and his soggy diaper was humping against my thigh, causing his overnights to leak around my hips.