Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
Birthday Girl Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
“He WHO!” I yelled. Anna’s lips opened like she was going to tell me, and then I saw her gaze flick to somewhere behind me, and her mouth snapped shut.
“Is the birthday girl ready?” A familiar voice tickled me from behind. Chloe, I turned to look for her, and she gently touched my bare lower back. “I just don’t know who’s more excited! Eek!”She squealed as I shook my head, confused over what was happening, as she started to push me toward the stage.
Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413
Another weekend wasted away on your console. Game after game, you cycle through for hours on end. The only thing you play with more than your controller is your dick. What if you could play with both at the same time? Robotic Rita is your new Cheat code to pleasure.
Just plug me into your gaming system as I sit on my knees in front of you. Don’t worry about staying focused. Concerned you’ll get too distracted wanting to cum in my mouth? I’ll take over the controls and keep the game in play. No more “AFK.”
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
It looks like you are on a Goon Quest. I’m not talking about just a little bit of stroking. What I want is for you to edge and stroke until that pecker feels like it may literally fall off. Face it, all you can think of is stroking to my pics until your tiny dick is sore anyway. I will just force you to take it to the next level. Even when your balls are swollen and aching you won’t want to stop. You will goon for hours until your brain completely turns to mush.
Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410
People say a sister is a friend for life, and I know that’s true because all three of my little sisters are like my best friends. They look up to me so much, and I love teaching them new things. Watching them struggle at first and then master a task makes me so proud.
Almost like a little Mama, ya’ know? They all look a little like me and a little like themselves. But you can definitely tell we’re related by our long dark hair and our chunky cheeks. Daddy says he loves that his little girls are all healthy.
I am a Sugar Baby Aussie Ready to Mind-fuck You. See, I am pursuing my doctorate in Psychology, and I will use this to my advantage with you. Mindfucking and manipulation are just too much fun. All you have to do is sit back and let me take advantage of you emotionally, psychologically and financially. I call it the trifecta of sugaring.
I’m going to make you mine. I’m the Redheaded Beauty Edging Weak Men. And you are weak. A weak man who cannot deny me anything. I’ll lull you in with my sweet, addictive voice and my subtle controlling ways, training you to crave me word by word until it’s just too late for you.
Once you are in my clutches, I will become the viciously mean, bratty tease of your dreams. I will control you in ways you never even thought possible. I will have you throbbing and aching at all times. Prepare yourself for endless edging, teasing, delicious jerk-off encouragement, and general gooning instruction. I love wicked mind-games, edging, mean, bratty humiliation, sensual teasing, and roleplays.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
Do y’all remember when Twilight was super popular, and it’s all girls thought about? Having a moody, immortal boyfriend who loves you so much, he’d break your heart just to keep you safe. Then when you cuck while with a werewolf, he’s having like none of it and hurries back into your life to knock you up?
I mean, basically, that’s how the story went, but it isn’t the only tale that makes a woman’s heart beat fast for the nonliving. Interview with a Vampire was another Lestat de Lioncourt was just another man with ice-cold hands who made my pussy overheat. I guess you could say I’ve always had the vampire fantasy thrill my mind.
Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
We entered the gym, and the lights shut off. Someone let out a horrible scream from the opposite side of the room, and then I felt hands grabbing my waist. I screamed and kicked, but whoever had grabbed me was much stronger. The wind was pushed out of my lungs as they hauled me over their shoulder and rushed into the high school locker room.
It was too dark to see who or what was carrying me. They carried me easily, no matter how hard I thrashed or pounded my fists on their back. The locker room lights flickered, making me dizzy as my fear swirled through me. I watched helplessly as the lockers and benches were passed, and my captor carried me into the shower stalls. Their fingers dug into my thighs as I dropped me from their shoulder to the shower floor. I tried to scramble up to my feet, but a high-heeled boot planted itself in my chest, and a feminine voice said, “I don’t think so bitch.”
HomeWrecker Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216
What’s your marriage like? How long have you been married? Think it’s solid? Think again. I am Naomi the HomeWrecker. Let’s test how solid it is. There is no doubt I am more beautiful. I’m not some weathered old hag that just whines and complains. I’m a deliciously hot diva who will turn you upside down. And let’s be honest, a weak man like you can’t resist me. And you and I both know you will give me anything I ask for, or do anything I command, even if it wrecks that pathetic excuse for a marriage.