Mistress Pandora 1 844 332 2639 ext 283
Do you hang your head in shame knowing that you’re a pathetic loser boy? You have a tiny dick, a crummy job and a whiny voice. It drives me and everyone around you fucking insane. You are a hunched over pussy boy with NOTHING to offer the world at large. This is why you have to pay for people to talk to you, because nobody wants to listen to that snivel for free. Ugh, stop talking. Try to put some bass in your voice. Stand up straight or something.
I was a few months behind on my rent. I’d been letting my landlord fuck me while I got caught up. I guess he got tired of waiting for me to catch up.
He let himself into my apartment the other night with four men I didn’t know. They grabbed me while I was asleep and tied me face down on my bed. He told me since I couldn’t come up with the money on my own, he was going to help me get the money to pay the back rent. From now on, he would charge men to fuck me and to use me however they wanted.
HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300
I’ve been called a high maintenance bitch as if it’s an insult. That’s so lame. Do you really want a low maintenance chick? A girl that has no self-worth or doesn’t invest in herself? I am definitely not that. I know my worth and I take care of myself. That’s because I know what a high value commodity I am.
Hunter 1-844-332-2639 ext 387
I enjoy doing yoga every day. Keeps me stress-free and relaxed. I think my husband and his friends love it also. It doesn’t matter to me if people are over to our house or not I still do my yoga. Whenever anyone comes over I happen to attract all the attention. They make excuses to come into the room I’m in or stand by the back door when I am outside.
When I am done I can see the bulge in not only my husband’s pants but also his friend’s pants. Even their wives check me out during my yoga time. Not sure if they are trying to learn or getting turned on as well. Today felt a little different while doing my yoga but I don’t know why. I just shrugged it off and did my yoga. However, all of a sudden I feel a hand on my ass, another on my pussy, and then hands-on my breasts.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it show’s off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.
We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as nothing has happened.
844-332-2639 ext 205
I know exactly what you want to do. You act like its fucking disgusting but deep down in your perverted little head you just want to be pushed, pet. To see how far I can make you go, then let me push you past that. You can’t really complain I’m making you do what you want to do. It could be so much worse then that, cum sucker.
Mistress Pandora 1 844 332 2639 ext 283
Sit and spin sissy boy fucker! Jump on my silicone dick and ride like a dirty little fuck whore. I know you love it when I bend you over and spread your sissyhole. Now Mistress wants you to show her everything you’ve got. Spread your cheeks and drop that boypussy all the way to the base. That’s right, now bounce bitchboy.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
“Fuck.” He grunted as he trailed his fingers down the center of my panties. “You’re more than ready, huh, baby?” His fingers carefully slipped under my panties, and he pushed two into me. I felt his thumb holding John’s helpful toy in place as he pumped his digits in and out of me. My body arched, and I cooed in pleasure.
“More,” I begged like a whore.
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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Awe, Saturday. The first day of the weekend. It passes so quickly, but there is one way to make the moment linger. I like to wake up late on Saturdays, often in a lover’s bed. Tangled between a stranger’s sheets, waking to the early afternoon sun warming my naked skin. If I’m lucky and I’ve picked my lover correctly, then he’ll be prepared to spoil me.
Brunch in bed, a delicious way to start the day. Sitting up slowly, I pull the soft covers against my naked breasts, and there it is. Just as I hoped, right where I expected. The breakfast tray is positioned diagonally at the end of the bed.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
He’s a hard-working man. One who plans and builds. He’s in control of every aspect of his everyday life until he submits to me. How does such a man give in? Through currency control, of course. I’m younger than him, and I don’t work nearly as hard as he does. His early mornings, late nights, working overtime is so much more than my rolling over in bed to take phonesex calls in my lingerie. (Lingerie someone else bought me.) So why should he hand over his money to me?
The answer is much more straightforward than you can imagine because I want it.