MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
I love fucking around with you. You seem to be up for anything, no matter how wild or unorthodox it is. You are game for it aren’t you? I’m ready to really try some new and very fucked up things.
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“How do you lose a dildo,” I asked my sissy-slut sidekick Emma as she frantically hobbled around her West LA condo. She was searching top to bottom for her Johnny on the G-Spot brand dildo she received last month from one of her devoted fanbois. “Are you sure it isn’t stuck some place?”
“Oh Rhi don’t be silly. If it were stuck some place I’d feel it.”
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(Part One )
This frail looking, older man whom I assumed was innocent had suddenly turned into a monster of unknown measure. I had thought him weak but he lifted my lifeless body as if I were a mere sack of potatoes.
He cradled me in his arms and headed into the wood line where the other early risers wouldn’t take notice of him. Just a short walk into the trees, he had parked his SUV. A normal looking car for a normal looking man.
Mistress Collette — 1-844-332-2639 ext 383
Imagine yourself being seduced into doing something which felt more feminine. Speaking of which, this is precisely what happened to my date a few days ago. The most ironic part is that he thinks of himself as super manly and super macho.
We spent quite a bit of time together and it was becoming quite evident that he would do anything to have sex with me. I wanted to tease him like teasing a *** with a bone. Continue reading “Will You Get Lucky With Me Phonesex”
MONA MOANS 1-844-332-2639 EXT 316
Finally, humiliation phonesex is my part-time job. It makes sense when you think about it. Because there are two things that make me happy. Degrading tiny dicks and making money for my luxurious lifestyle.
So, if you are sporting an inadequate miniature worm where a real man’s cock should be, call me as soon as possible. You deserve Miss Mona’s particular brand of small penis humiliation phone sex comeuppance.
The luck of the Irish is best felt today, on Saint Patrick’s Day. I have no idea what the day is really for except for wearing green so you don’t get pinched and kissing on Irish guys. However, I wanna know if it makes you feel lucky?
There’s something you’ve been longing for isn’t there? Something you havent been able to speak aloud. I can hear the hesitation in your voice, my love. You need to speak up. Today is your lucky day after all.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
I’m a self-confessed country girl, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love some hard rock music too. What I didn’t count on was a freaking pervert with his cock out at the local dance hall. I was all set to enjoy a rock cover band and flirt with some hot guys and girls, haha.
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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232
I rather enjoy the act of mindfucking you. There you are at your most vulnerable. You know how susceptible you are, yet you just can’t resist. Give yourself over, you know you want to, in fact, you need to. You can feel my presence, entering your mind and controlling your senses.
Kayla loves a good SWAT just as much as the next slut but today She’s itching to SPANK YOU. You’re sweet, BARELY LEGAL Goddess has selected a few of my favorite toys to use on your willing flesh. So strip down, bend over this bench before you. Let’s get started, shall we?
First, I’ll use the palm of my bare hands to warm up your supple skin with several soft spanks. Secondly, rubbing and kneading your ass cheeks until you’re squirming and your poor little cock is standing STRAIGHT up like it thinks it will get attention tonight. It won’t. Tonight is all about your perfect little ASS and my desire to spank you.
I’m a fan of COCK, as you all know but I’ve only just begun to collect my very own SLAVE COCKS. It’s an exciting thing really, however, I never would have thought that one day, little ole’ me would be taking control of a man’s most precious possession. Locking it up and throwing away the key, but here I am. Slipping a pretty metal cage over a slaves cock and delighting in not only how it looks but how it makes both of us feel.
For him, he feels trapped. OWNED and cared for. Denied and made to serve. For me, I feel powerful and in control as well as feeling the weight of being his caregiver and lover. I guess it’s just part of growing up and finding out who I am. Learning to wield the power I hold as a WOMAN. Discovering how to put a man on his knees and make him do just about anything I ask.