Category: extreme phone sex

HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300

A Whole Lotta Woman is what I am. I may just be too much for you. Just look at me. You surely have to realize that this kind of elite level pussy is not always readily available. But, when you come across it you had better believe it is more than worth it. You get what you pay for. We both know you are going to pay for it, alright.

Boy, make sure you come correct or you might want to step off now. If you really want a high maintenance female, you will need to make a substantial investment. A queen like me knows her worth and I definitely don’t waste my valuable time on cheap losers. I look out for and take care of myself. That’s because I know what high value I bring to any situation.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

Football time means ball busting time. Yes, I am a fan of football and I also know how to ride cock better than anyone else. Controlling that dick is never a problem. But when it comes to ball busting there is nothing better than a cowgirl for that particular task. I am a natural at this.

But you will need to lick these sexy boots first. I will be sure to traipse through the mud and muck first just get them all dirty just for your crazy ass. Watching you lick them clean should be a good start, but the part I look forward to his the ball busting. While I watch the game you can sit at my feet and obey.

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

Black Crack Obsession –  One of my favorite things in the world is anal. I love to feel a hard and thick cock penetrating my tight asshole. Pounding that tight asshole and stretching it to fit your dick. There is just something so hot and nasty about it. I just can’t get enough, baby.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

A Halloween boning is what I have in store for you. We both know how much you love it when I peg you. So I will let you squeal in delight when I shove it in deep in your manhole. Could you be more pathetic? Jerking that little dick of yours like there’s no tomorrow always makes me laugh. When I’m really giving it to you makes me almost giddy.  That little gasp for breath, the wimpy groans and moans. Knowing that I totally own you is what I enjoy.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

This weekend I was supposed to go on a work trip. I had planned to be out of town and told my son not to have people over. It is the same rule as most parents when they have to leave their young men alone in their home for an extended period.

However, on the second day of my trip, I felt very ill and just returned home. When I got home, I was shocked to find five cars in my driveway. Cars I recognized as my son’s friends. It was the middle of the day, though, not some crazy late-night house party that would get the neighbors to call the cops. Walking into the house, I expected to yell at him and kick his friends out but what I walked in on was a jerk off to his mommy party!

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Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

Do you know what makes me so horny and wet? Listening to you talking about your naughty and even dark kinky desires. Exploring your fetishes and indulging them with you really gets me going. I know you’re craving hearing my voice in your ear moaning and encouraging whatever you want to do to me. I love kinky fucking phonesex and I know you do, too.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I watch helplessly above myself as he shoves my head into the toilet. The bubbles stopped coming from my nose and mouth a while ago, though he hasn’t noticed. He’s wearing a dark ski mask; I have no idea who he is or why he chose me. About an hour ago, he broke into my apartment and ripped me out of my bed. His fist slammed into my face as I screamed out for help.

My ears rang from the blow, making me too dizzy to fight back. It would have been pointless, anyhow. He was a giant man, and even though I’m no small girl, I was no match for him. He tossed me around my apartment like it was a game. By the time we got to the bathroom, most of my body was numb from the shock. My brain detached from the amount of pain he’d given me. It wasn’t long after he bent me into my own toilet that he began violating me. Now, as a spirit floating above, I want in horror as he fills my unresponsive body with his seed. There and then, I vow to haunt him for the rest of his life.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

They say there’s something women like about a pickup man. I couldn’t know for sure what the appeal is, but it turns me on when he helps me into his lifted pickup truck. He rolls down the windows and turns up the radio as we travel down old backroads. They twist and turn, following the path around landmarks instead of cutting right through nature’s beauty like the highways do.

With the wind blowing my hair all around the cab, I shift onto my knees and lean over the console. His cheek blush, and he adjusts his ballcap, tugging it down to hide his emotions. His nervous chuckles give him away, though. My hand rubs over his crotch. We’d talked before about how he’d never experienced road head. After today, he won’t be able to say that anymore.

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Nude brunette staring over shoulder

Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Monday, Sept. 26 – 5 AM to 12 PM EST

…continued from part 2

It took me a bit of a turn but gradually I gave in.  I did not have the desire to say no.  How odd to find myself giving in to a man who wanted to be a baby.  Still sitting on the floor, legs crossed, looking up at me emphatically to see what my first move would be.  While a part of me felt flattered, all of a sudden I also felt very maternal.  So I asked simply, “Does baby need to be changed?”  He got on the bed and laid back very anxious to get started.

Honestly, I was not sure of how to get started.  But the back of my brain seemed to know where to go even if I thought that I didn’t.  I slowly started to peel off his clothes acting just as if he was a doll completely at my control.  I started remembering how I would change my dolls when I was little.  Before I knew it, he was completely down to his boxers which I felt looked all wrong on him.  I knew exactly what would make it look better.

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Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Tuesday, Sept. 20 – 10 AM to 7 PM EST

…continued from part 1

Without a gust of wind, completely unbeknownst to my understanding, he was in his bedroom right behind me.  But instead of being insistent about asking what I was doing, he jumped down, sat on the floor, and looked up at me with imploring eyes.  He had just gotten home from work so he was dressed in a nice shirt with tie.  He did not say no.  He questioned one word, “Mommy?”

Although he was definitely startled by seeing me holding up the oversized diaper that was in his drawer, the word also had excitement in it.  I had no idea, however, how I was supposed to respond to this.  I had never been in a situation like this.  But – I had heard about this from many of my girlfriends.  My roommate is what many would call an adult baby.  My mind startled as it suddenly came to light that this diaper was his.  Should I allow myself to continue with this charade, or should I say no?

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