Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

You need some Hot Homewrecker Phone Sex and I am going to give you what you need. Look at me. And now look at that hag of a wife of yours. Compare and contrast, lover. I’m mature and gorgeous. She is just old and ….EW…Jesus fucking Christ, she has really let herself go! Does she ever workout? And it isn’t even just the way she looks, though that in itself points to the fact that she takes you for granted. There she goes, gallivanting around the house in sweats, no sexy lingerie. Nag, nag, nag. And then the bitch gives you the cold shoulder whenever you want to fuck. That’s why your married cock needs some hot homewrecker phonesex!

So, let me tell you how we are going to play this one. First, you’ll call me for some hot homewrecker phonesex. Then you will tell me your bitch wife’s name. After that, I want you to tell me, in detail, about how gross and annoying she is.  And then we’ll take it from there…. There are a variety of things we can do to humiliate and degrade the bitch. Continue reading “Hot Homewrecker Phone Sex”

Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Once a week, I like to let my hair down, get wild and crazy, and go dancing at the local bar. It’s my Boot Stomping Night Out, dressed for dancing, with my leather boots on. These are special. Knee-high, 4-inch thick heels, and so well worn, they wrap perfectly around my muscular calf. There is nothing like music flowing through you and an absolute desire to stomp on more than the barroom floor. Getting boozed up is fun, especially when I know I will get what I want from an unsuspecting man who’ll become my victim. Continue reading “Boot Stomping Night Out”

Teasing to the Edge Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I love Teasing to the Edge. Let me explain. I’ll have you on the bed, naked, squirming, my delicate, soft, lubed-up palm slowly stroking your pulsating cock.  A smirk tilts my lips as our eyes lock. I can see the begging in your eyes, but it’s not good enough.

“Please, Naomi,” you’ll try begging. I love how you beg. “I can’t take more. Please, harder. I need to cum so bad.”

I reward you with slower, softer strokes. You knew your request would fall on deaf ears because I give you nothing the easy way. Besides, you are well aware that that orgasmic release you crave could only happen at my behest. Continue reading “Teasing to the Edge with Naomi”

cousin

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

I walked towards my cousin’s room only to catch him red handed! Stroking his cock, moaning and panting like a naughty filthy pervert. I knew what he was up to, for this was his evening ritual. This time, instead of peeking and watching him from the crack in the doorframe, I decided to pay him a visit…

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

You always wonder when you see one how you’re going to react. And you know you don’t want to react in a way that’ll humiliate or embarrass that person. Just to be clear, we’re talking about the guy that has the smallest, itty, bitty, of a penis. I mean you can’t even call it a dick or a cock cause it doesn’t deserve that type of recognition. You can barely even call it a penis.

Well, when I saw one the other day, I tried to hold back. I tried to contain my laughter, and even tried holding back in putting my finger and thumb together. My eyes were bulging for sure. Then I thought about the tools I might use, and of course tweezers came to my mind. When I saw his face when I couldn’t contain my expression, I realized it was pointless to keep trying to hide how I really felt. So it all came out.

You just can’t expect someone to hold back from the most hilarious looking little clitty you’ve ever seen. I called it a clitty cause even calling it a penis is too much. We’re talking this itty bitty was so embarrassing, you might as well wear diapers all day long. Pants are for big boys, and you are definitely not one of those.

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Faggot Bitch Richie EXPOSED

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

You ever meet those real, hard Jersey guys? You know the kind I’m talking about. Thick accents, who always wave their hands around? The guys that look like they’ve been locked behind bars for a lengthy bit of their life. In and outta jail cus they won’t learn their lesson… Yeah, I got a call from one of those guys.

The last thing I expected him to confess to me was that while he was locked up, Brooklyn pipped him down with some BBC and little Faggot Bitch Richie, over here… LIKED IT!

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Mommy Anna’s Naughty boy is at it again - Ronnie heard everything

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna had been frequenting spankings anonymous without anyone knowing. It was there she met her new lover. They had been seeing each other in secret, and Mommy Anna would sometimes call him on the phone when her husband was working, while little Ronnie would be watching his favorite cartoons on TV in the family room.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

I learned The Power of Being a Woman long before adulthood. Teachers, friends’ fathers, my Dad’s friends, hell, even my Dad just could not say no to me. Look at me. Do you think you can say no to me? I didn’t think so. With a seductive glance, I make men tremble. With a smile, I could get them to do what I wanted.

But I’m not interested in most men. I like losers. Losers know they are beneath me. They are worms before me. Toys for me to play with. The thing about losers is they know they don’t deserve my time and attention. They want to please me and spoil me. They never say no to what I ask for, whether it be to buy me a new Hermes handbag or to eat me out for hours on end. Continue reading “The Power of Being a Woman”

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

A little sissy bitch called and asked for hot wax play. I was thrilled to be his personal guide to the delicious pain and pleasure of dripping burning wax over his otherwise useless clit. You’ve read about this sissyslut before, so you can already imagine that he was whimpering when I asked if a candle was already burning.

The fool had a votive candle lit, clearly not knowing that a taper candle is the preferred tool for this type of play. The problem with a votive option is the wax puddles around the wick as it melts. Pools of melted wax are MUCH hotter than drops that dribble from the tip of a tapper.

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