Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x270
This body was built for breeding, and I’m begging you to gift me with your seed. I want you to plant a baby in my womb and spoil me while we watch it take root and grow. Fucking a baby into me is only part of the fun.
You have no idea how horny I get when I’m carrying a baby. I’ll need your cock at all hours of the day and night. Some soon-to-be mommies crave weird combinations of foods, but as for me. I just hunger for more of your cum.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
“Julie, I’m looking for a very specific arrangement” divulged the deep voice on the other end of the line.
“Mmmm… tell me more” I perked up with excitement. I’m always ready for something new, something different, something exciting and hot.
He went on to tell me that he’s been married for many years. And he loves his wife very much. But she’s no longer sexually active. She loves him very much. She knows he has needs. And she wants him to have his needs fulfilled. He told me that she doesn’t consider phone sex cheating. She just wants him to find an online girlfriend that can take care of his sexual needs.
I told him that I would be honored. Then we spent the rest of the hour just talking and getting to know each other. We talked about our pasts, our relationships, our likes, dislikes, hobbies, and so much more. The time flew by. We learned so much about each other. And we actually had so much in common, despite our age difference. I really enjoyed his company. And I couldn’t stop thinking about him that night. I couldn’t wait to talk to him again.
Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323
After a long day at work, I get home, I love slowing everything down and taking time for myself. One of my favorite ways to relax is making a warm cup of tea before stepping into the shower and letting the stress of the day melt away. I love lathering my hair, rinsing it slowly with conditioner, and feeling the warm water run down my back while the steam surrounds me. There’s something peaceful and comforting about that moment. The warmth, the quiet, and the feeling of finally being able to breathe and be alone to relax.
I feel comfort in giving people what they need and making them feel good. A big part of my day is spent answering questions, listening carefully, and building genuine connections with the people around me. I’ve always believed one of the most meaningful ways to truly know someone is through touch. A gentle hand on the shoulder, a warm, lingering hug, or a soft kiss can create chemistry that words sometimes cannot explain.
Isabelle 1844-33-CANDY Ext 464
The wooden screen between us felt like a joke as I pressed my thighs together, my bare folds sticking against the smooth of the kneeler. ” Forgive me, father, for I have sinned.” I began, my voice deliberately breathy .” I have been touching myself in the chapel, imagining your hands on my body instead of god’s, a true confessional desecration.”
Father Micheal”s sharp intake was audible even through the lattice. I could almost hear his heartbeat as I continued. “Last night, as I lay in my cot with my habit pushed up in my waist, my fingers circling my clit until I was dripping. I imagine you walking in, catching me, your cassock tented with arousal.”
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
My friend spent months venting to me about her ex. She would go on and on about how pathetic he was, giving me vivid details about their sex life. I think she wanted me to be as disgusted as she was. But what she didn’t know is that I was quite intrigued. I’d finally heard enough. I was bound and determined to find out for myself if all of it was true. She told me that he loved to watch her fuck other people. It didn’t matter who it was. She could pick them out. And she said she did. There were men, women, and sometimes both at once. She told me that he loved to clean out all of her holes afterwards. Then she told me that he was such a loser because he would come within seconds. But then he would be hard again. He was multi orgasmic. Oh, and he was balding, which she absolutely hated. What she didn’t know was that all of that turned me on and I wanted to experience it firsthand. So one night I decided to go to the bar he frequented. He didn’t know who I was. But I told him.
I’m the girl from the wrong side of the tracks. The one your Mama warned you about. I am every Mother’s worst fear for her precious little boy. When she thinks about him growing up and finding a wife, she prays it isn’t me.
She gets on her knees and begs that he’ll find a good, wholesome woman. Not a chain-smoking, cuss word-spewing, promiscuous bitch from the trailer park. However, you don’t want a wholesome woman, do you? Aching for me is just something you can’t help! Wanting the one your Mama warned you about, but are you man enough to keep me?
MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
I noticed him when I first moved in next door to his house. He seemed so young and virile. I caught him staring at my body a few times when I would do yard work. A plan hatched in my mind. So, I called him over to my yard and asked him if he’d like a summer job. He eagerly admitted that he’d love some summer work. I smiled as he stared at my tits the entire time we talked. Then I told him to come into the house so we could discuss the terms of his summer job.
Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414
A lady doesn’t kiss and tell. A lot of dancers tend to be very jealous, competitive, catty, insecure, and petty. They sometimes feel the need to brag to the other girls about which clients they’ve been entertaining privately. But a lady should never kiss and tell. There are a few quirky clients that somehow get off on that. And of course, in that case, we give them what they want. But most respect their privacy.
Gossip has been spreading about a relationship I’m having with my friend’s father. You might remember that she had a party at his house. And that was the night I met him. He’s a big sweetheart. He’s confident, mature, and quiet. But his big dick energy in potent and undeniable. The best part is his huge heart. I’m really falling for him. But it’s no one else’s business. My friend works with us at the club, so that doesn’t make the situation any easier. All of the girls have been giving me the third degree. They all know that he’s very wealthy. What they don’t know is that he’s been spoiling me like crazy. He’s the best sugar daddy I’ve ever had.
Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454
We met at a taco stand, I was fucking hungry waiting for my order when I saw him peering at me in the corner of my eye. I turned my head towards him, he smiled at me. A sexy smile, a delicious smile. I smiled back at him thinking of how cute I thought he was.
After a short period of time and after getting my order I decided to head home so I could eat. “Wait, hold on” he announced waving my way. I turned and stood there. “I wanted to ask you something and you can slap me, I won’t be mad” I laughed, a look of confusion across my face.
“Could I draw you?” I glanced side to side. “What kind of drawing?” “Like you, your face, your body. I’m an artist and I love to draw. Especially beautiful women.” I laughed thinking this was something I just couldn’t pass up. “Sure…” I responded. He immediately smiled a huge big smile. “Thank you. Here, take my card” he asked handing me a small business card.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
My four hour road trip back home was interrupted by my wet pussy. I just couldn’t keep my hands off of it. I finally had to pull over. There’s a famous ranch set back off of the road. Events are held there. But on this day, it was empty. So I decided that it would be the perfect place to have some private time. I drove through the gate and down the long, tree lined drive. The top was down, and the breeze felt so good. I found a secluded spot to park. Then I turned my music up and laid my seat back. I closed my eyes and began playing with my wet pussy. With the other hand I lowered the spaghetti straps on my sundress to expose my tits. My nipples were so hard. Then all of a sudden, I heard a noise. I opened my eyes. And there before me, stood one sexy stud. I didn’t know what to say. There wasn’t much I could say. He caught me wet handed. “Hello ma’am. It sure is hot out here. Why don’t you come in and let me make you something to drink”.