MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Bring him out – Like, get out of the house for fuck’s sake. Instead of sitting there in front of your computer go outside! Since all you want to do is stroke it, take it outside. We both know you can stroke that little pickle for hours but at least get some sunshine on those nether regions. Those balls are aching and you feel weak but you still can’t stop.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
It started out as just play fighting. Emmi and I were having a ‘Bridgerton’ date night, both of us wearing sports bras under our tees and cotton shorts. I don’t recall what started it, a playful slap or teasing comment, but I do remember throwing off my shirt and tempting her into a wrestling match. I’m little and fast; she’s experienced and powerful, but it was a chance to test her strength and see if she’d let me win.
Boys, ALWAYS let me win. They get distracted by my tits or the way my body feels against theirs when I’m trying to plow them into the ground. It’s always the same, as soon as we’re grappling, their erection stabs me in the thigh, and they try to kiss me. Not Em. She would make me regret challenging her, all while making me see red. Continue reading “Making Me See Red”
Extreme Phone Sex – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.
And then? Well, Hannah told us about the way he blindfolded her and the ice cream-licking contest she had with him. Who was the contestant, I asked. Just me, Hannah said. And the contest only started after you heard a zipper open, Hannah? Yes, she said. That wasn’t ice cream you were licking, dear, tell me what his cock tasted like.
And that’s when the trouble began. Poor Hannah just couldn’t get herself to admit that her molester cousin had shoved his molester’s cock down her throat, in her cunt, and wherever else he wanted to. No, Laylene, Hannah would say, half trembling and half fighting. He wouldn’t do that. He loved me.
Continue reading “Extreme Phone Sex – Hannah is Back Part 2”
Krysta 1844-332-2369 Ext.410
Did you know I have a secret weapon when it comes to getting what I want? No, it isn’t me kicking boys in their balls or making them cry through their penis. That’s what I do once I nail the target down. Before it comes to that, I have to woo the ballsack I want to bust.
Not just everyone wants to give me the pleasure I truly deserve (CBT makes me happy), so I have to pull my hair up in pigtails and then lure them into a false sense of security. That’s my secret weapon! Boys, Daddies, in particular, are such suckers for pigtails.
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232
Secret Society Fetish groups are something that I occasionally indulge in. You just never know what you will encounter. I only consider the most devoted of servants. Once it is determined that you acceptable the process can begin. Once it has started you will beg for the privilege to pay and serve even more. You are definitely in need of some financial counseling from someone who is knowledgeable in financial fucking. You already know a little about my reputation for financial domination. The fact that I show no fucking mercy is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless men to fuck with.
You obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. Just look at all of the money wasted on that so called family. They don’t care about you. You are just a meal ticket. As yourself what the return on investment is. Very bad decision making there.
Extreme Phone Sex – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.
That struck a nerve, and Hannah got upset. A tear, or twenty, rolled down her cheeks as she insisted, she never felt his cock and never was molested. I reminded her honesty is important, and the first step to being honest with herself is being honest with me. And if she can’t be honest with me, well, then I definitely owed my own honesty to her. Playing pretend and make-believe in such an expensive session would be unfair to everyone involved. And rude. And we don’t do unfair or rude on therapist Laylene’s couch. We do honest. Even when honest means using big words like molested.
Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Have you ever been in a weird place and met a sexy stranger? Perhaps your heart skipped a beat when you saw them. Or perhaps you felt the fire erupt in your loins. We’ve all ended up in strange places at one point or another in out lives. Sometimes you just have to seize the opportunity when you see it, for who knows when or if you’ll ever see that stranger again.
Elaine 1844-332-2639 ext 250
I have always be a very bossy lady. So when my husband started acting like a whimp. I knew exactly what he needed. A strict lesson on who was running things. And a diaper to get his ass in line. So over night we became dommy mommy and the baby.
I got so fed up with his whinning. That one evening I just sat down beside him and told him your such a fucking baby. And since you can’t seem to get a handle on your attitude. I’m going to adjust it for you. He didn’t even put up a fight. He just shook his head yes. As I handed him the new bag of diapers I had picked up for him.
Well don’t just sit there I told him. Lets get one on you now. I kneeled on the floor beside our couch. Then patted the ground. He started to get up slowly when he realized I was serious. Pull off your clothes so I can get one on you. Your going to stay in diapers. Until you grow upand be a man.
He stood up and stripped off his clothes. Then laid on the floor. Looking up at me with a sad face.
Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Have you ever been in a weird place and met a sexy stranger? Perhaps your heart skipped a beat when you saw them. Or perhaps you felt the fire erupt in your loins. We’ve all ended up in strange places at one point or another in out lives. Sometimes you just have to seize the opportunity when you see it, for who knows when or if you’ll ever see that stranger again.
HONEY 1-844-332-2639, ext. 300
Black Poon Obsessed is what you are. Why Are You So Obsessed With Me? Now, that’s a silly question, isn’t it? 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 or poonanny. 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.
