Category: erotic phonesex

Mila 844-332-2639 Ext. 220
You seem like you need to get some stress relief. Why don’t you come over to the bed and lie down? I think I can help you with that. Do you really think you need these pants on? They just make my job more difficult. And I’m not wearing pants anyway, so let’s make sure that we match tonight. If I slowly hook my fingers around your waistband and lick just above, how do you feel? My fingers slowly tugging on the fabric, inching them down so you can feel nice and teased. But I suppose that underwear will need to go too.

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                              Mila 844-332-2639 Ext.220
One of my routines on my lonely nights when I’m not going out is to take a bubble bath. Cliche, I know! But how relaxing is it to sit in a tub of warm, soapy water? Maybe some nice Epsom salt with some herbs or tea leaves. Sitting alone, in a nice dim room. So calming, for the body and mind. I’ll tell you about these baths so you can imagine how relaxed I must feel after soaking. Just for you! Of course, first, I take off my clothes.
 

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Christmas Tree Carfuffle

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Okay, so it’s not December yet, but I wanted to put up my Christmas tree! I just think a good, well-decorated Christmas tree helps the Thanksgiving esthetic, ya know? But I am so tired of fake trees or the ones you buy from the fire station that are already dried out and basically a pile of pine needles on your floor. I wanted a healthy, hand-picked Christmas tree.

And I live close enough to the woods that there literally was nothing stopping me from going out and chopping down my own tree! I’m an independent woman who is so capable of something like that. So I put on my knee-high boots, the ones without heels, a flannel over shirt, cus it felt right, and off I went. Axe in hand, I was gonna get myself my own damn tree.

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Help me doc

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

I went to the doctor recently to get this achy pain checked out. Little did he know that I had been crushing on him for weeks. He was an ass specialist and it took me some time to get a referral. When he walked into the patient room, I made sure I was ready for him. None of this, loosely tied gown, mediocre cleavage exposed. Nope! I went in blazing, on all fours on the examination table with my round ass in the air. He practically dropped his clip board when he walked in. He began to sweat so much I could see the heat build up fog against his stethoscope.

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Getting to know me is to fall head-over-heels deep in love with me. So, let’s get something out in the open here. One of my favorite things to do is kiss. I’m not talking about Grandma’s peck. Those kind of kisses feel absolutely pointless to me. They make me say, “Why”!?  The kind of kiss I’m talking about is the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless. Thinking back on some of my best moments, my tits heaving, which means I’m begging for more, and can’t get enough fast enough.  It’s the kind where we’re both breathing so hard, it can’t be mistaken for anything else other than passion, lust, and desire.

My lips are multi-versatile, so when I say that I love to kiss, let me clarify so there’s no confusion here. Whether I’m kissing on actual lips on your face, whether I’m kissing, sucking, or devouring your c*ck, or if I’m kissing or sucking on a dildo, it’s all worthwhile to me.

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Don't talk back to Mommy in heels

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy had just gotten home when the phone rang. She could barely take off her heels, as it was ringing already as she unlocked the door. She dropped her bags and clicked her shoes to the nearest phone in the kitchen. It was your teacher. She called to tell Mommy that you swore at her at school today and to make matters worse, you had an accident and she had to find you a change of clothes.

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HONEY 1-844-332-2639, ext. 300

Black Girl Obsession is a thing. Admit it you are obsessed with me. It’s a given at this point. Just look at me. This body was made to fuck. One of my favorite things in the world is sex. I love to feel a hard and thick cock penetrating my pussy. Pounding that tight cunt and stretching it to fit your dick. There is just something so hot and nasty about it. I just can’t get enough, baby. I am in a word, insatiable.

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 Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

A really nice man read my blog about how I wanted to learn about spankin’, and he sure did deliver! He couldn’t believe I’d never been spanked before. I guess he thought I looked like a very bad girl or somethin’! Anyhow, he liked the idea of me getting paddled by a teacher, so we pretended I got caught passin’ notes in class, and he got upset.

I guess that’s against the rules, I tried to explain that I didn’t pass it. I only received the note, but he said that didn’t matter. It was a punishable offense, and I would have to stay after class to get a spankin’! Can you believe it? A grown man, a person in a position of authority, wanted to spank little ol’ me! I was as nervous as I was excited.

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ALYSSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 202 

Taste like candy is what every man says. And this Asian pussy is what you crave. I am here to spoil and treat like the princess I am. If you really want to have a girl like me, you must appreciate and spoil her. If you’ve never experienced Asian pussy then you should indulge. Once you experience me nothing else will ever satisfy that sweet tooth. Asian girls know how to treat you and we know how to fuck, but the pussy is the real delicacy.

Asian girls are beautiful and petite yet dominant in a subtle, sexy way. Have you ever even seen a fat Asian girl? Probably not. This is because we aren’t lazy and stupid. We are quite different than the cows you are used to. Asian girls also love pleasing and teasing.

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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.

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