VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232
You need some hardcore financial domination in your life. You don’t feel that you deserve to have that money. Not with your perversions and inadequacies. It should belong to me and you realize that. Why not return the money to it’s rightful owner?
I have a caller who does a session with me once a week. He will call me to tell me about a problem he has. This to some would not be a huge deal but to him, he can not seem to control himself and things just get worse and worse for him. He has a large cock.
He says that it has been large from a young age. From the moment he realized he was above average he has been fascinated with his own self between his legs. From the first time, he made himself cum his addiction started.
I can not believe the text that I saw on my phone after my parents went to bed. Daddy texted me a picture of his cock and told me to meet him downstairs. I’m such a good girl and love to make my Daddy happy so I did what he said. When I got downstairs, he was sitting in the chair and rubbing his hard cock through his pajama shorts. “Allison, I want you to spend the next hour pleasing Daddy!”
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Currently, I’m writing back your messages while using one hand because the other one is busy somewhere else. Guess where it is? No, its not making dinner. I’m not cleaning anything. And I’m not surviving through the channels to see what’s on tv.
Nope, my hand is down the front of my panties playing with the pond that forms every time I think about you. Just knowing you out there hot and sexy with a huge dick makes me wet. I can’t wait to have you inside of me again.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Face the facts, dude. You are old as fuck. But that doesn’t stop you from drooling over girls young enough to be your daughter, does it? That’s because you are the worst of the worst – an old pervert. You have to know that unless you lavish lots of cash and gifts on young pussy like mine, you won’t get very far.
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Really wish you could sleep with me tonight to keep me warm cause all I have are my panties. I know I could just get out of bed and put more clothes on but I wanna be nakey! You know I like just having my sexy little tiny panties on.
I like to think about how you might crawl up from the foot of the bed. Under the covers between my legs. Takin your sweet time rubbin up and down on my long legs makin me want you even more. How you would get to my hips with your lips and start kissin and bittin me there on the hip bones.
Fucking is always fun. Sex is like pizza. You can have some pizza that is better than others but there is no such thing as bad pizza. Or so is the reasoning I go with. If you have a bad time, it is not the pizza’s fault.
You have got to learn to take control of each and every bite. For example. I was feeling like seeing a play. There is a local playhouse that I visit from time to time. I had decided to go and see what was on the agenda. Nothing I knew but I decided to go anyway.
As a successful Mistress in her mid twenties, young men often approach me looking for guidance. I met an 18 year old boy who was eager to get into the BDSM community. I warned him that my style of domination is not for the faint hearted. I’m cruel and give harsh punishments if you consistently disobey me. He still wanted to serve me so I figured, why not? Let’s see what kind of slave I can whip this young man into.
I have been so lonely. I don’t know why but my stranger and his friend haven’t been back yet. I told them I wanted them to stay with me that mornin as the sun was comin up. One told me they would be back the next night. I waited up the entire night.
Until the sun started to come up. I was so sad I actually cried I had been achin all night. My poor pussy drippin with anticipation. Just waitin for the two large dark shadows to slip through my open window. Its been two days now and nothin not a word from either of them.
I would rather be with you. In bed right now. Even though I don’t know your name. We just hooked up randomly at the bar that one time and it was a fast but deep fucking. I was just laying in bed thinking about that night.
While I let my hands dance down to my panty line ready to plunge into my wet pussy lips and recall every time you make me shudder. Every time you made me whimper. That time you asked my name so you could say it as you came and I couldn’t remember what it was to tell you so you laughed and told me you would call me wildcat and you did.