Latoya 1888-332-2639 Ext 311
How better to celebrate a new week than with the two of us in a wild two-girl phone sex session? We’re all yours, baby, and we’re so ready and willing to make your dreams cum true. Just imagine our two sexy voices talking to you and telling you every delicious detail of what we want to do to your body. But, of course, we love doing things to each other, too, so we’ll let you in on what we’re going to do to each other.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Jeff came home tonight really upset! He said the department had some significant cutbacks, and he found out today that he wouldn’t be getting the Christmas bonus he’d been expecting. He was distraught. Probably more so because even after finding out this awful news, he was told it was mandatory to show up at the company party this evening at his Boss’s house.
I tried to be a supportive girlfriend and tell him that we would figure things out. Yes, we had been depending on that money for rent and the car payment, but somehow money would come through. It had to.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
Zoey is such a beautiful girl, but more than that, she is a beautiful friend. She is so welcoming and knows how to make everyone feel comfortable. When we first met, she had no idea what I was packing in my panties. She sweetly assumed I was just another tall girl. I know she didn’t know about my cock because if she had, I’m sure she would have been playing with it.
Anyhow, not long after we first met, she invited me to an all-girls slumber party at her house. I’d never been to one and couldn’t have agreed fast enough. Of course, I didn’t out myself because I was afraid she would take the invitation back if I had. I knew I’d just have to stay tucked during the party, and no one would know.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
All I wanted for Christmas was my very own house slave. A man who I could boss around and fuck whenever I wanted. You know, a boy toy who has no say if, when, or how. He just is there when I want to use him and locked in a closet when I don’t. I figured the best place to find one would be the bar. I dressed super sexy, with my handy helper powder tucked in my purse.
Mmm, I was in luck! There were lots of sexy men hanging out tonight. All I had to do was take my pick. That’s when I saw you sitting at the bar, scrolling through your phone—not even paying attention to that glass by your side. I prepped my helper and “accidentally” bumped into you. As you looked up to see who’d tripped against you, I dumped the helper into your drink and began apologizing for disturbing you. When you saw how sexy I was, you asked if you could buy me a drink.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Johnny spends the night instead of getting a hotel whenever he is in town, which isn’t often enough. This weekend he’d been pulling really long hours and working nonstop. By the time he got to the house, he had looked like a walking zombie. So I figured we could save the kinky, fun stuff until he’d gotten some sleep, so I told him to shower, and then we would just cuddle.
He almost seemed relieved that I didn’t expect him to perform. I got into bed and waited for him to join me. Freshly showered, he crawled into bed and pulled my body close to his. My finger stroked through his hair as he laid his head on my shoulder, and soon, I heard the soft sounds of his steady breathing. He’d never mentioned he suffered from Sexomnia, but I was about to find out the hard way.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
You have special needs. The things you crave are dangerous if allowed to get out of hand. Your choice of kink can start innocently enough, but it’s a slippery slope into obsession. Before you know it, you’re addicted! That next fix could be the straw that puts you in debt or leaves you homeless. The craving can get so strong that you find yourself skipping work just to indulge.
For these reasons, you need a financial fetish specialist. Kayla Cumsalot is well-versed and experienced in balancing financial addictions. Whether you can give a little or give a lot, she’ll know exactly how to keep your coin in check.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
After a long week, my body and mind were over-tired, and even hours after bedtime, I still couldn’t fall asleep. I thought maybe watching some tv would help me zone out, but as I turned the corner into the living room, someone else was already there. Daddy was sitting on the couch in just his boxers, legs sprawled out and reclined back. He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye because he looked over, lifted his arm over the back of the couch, and asked what I was doing.
“I can’t sleep.” My shoulder shrugged. I walked over and sat down on the cushion next to him. His hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me toward him. My head laid on his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
Sometimes I tease my sissy, and sometimes I please her. Today her duty was to please me. Masturbating with my sissy is my favorite way for her to perform for me. I dressed her in fishnet stockings, watching her little clit get so stiff in the soft netting. Then I sat on the arm of the couch and called her over.
With my legs spread wide and my back leaning against the wall, she knew just what she was supposed to do. First, she drooled over my cock, stroking me gently to make my cock grow. Then she dipped her head low and licked over my asshole. I moaned out as she poked that tongue in and out of my puckered opening.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Liam didn’t even look back as he strode off the dancefloor. He had left me in my lingerie, my beautiful dress now just a puddle on the floor. I could have said no, or picked up my dress and screamed that I didn’t want to play. But I did. I desperately wanted to be a good girl for him. Not to mention how badly I ached for whatever my reward would be.
My throat felt dry as I tried to swallow. The crowd of middle-aged men was upon me now. I didn’t know why Liam had brought me as the entertainment for his holiday party, but I knew I wasn’t going to disappoint him.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I whimpered as my hands pulled at the red ropes holding my wrists to the bedpost. “Please, just let me touch you.” Sean ignored my pleas and peeled the wrapper off yet another candy cane. My body was covered with the sticky sugar. Two hours ago, he had stripped my body and told me I needed to relax a little. He said he would make me feel so good that all my holiday stress would melt away.
I believed him, and he was kind of right. I wasn’t thinking about work or family drama when he used the hairdryer to melt the candy cane over my nipples. The way the red and white stripes ran over my breasts as they liquified was beautiful. He was being slow and meticulous. Not allowing me to deviate him from his plans.