Category: phone sex

Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

Dom Kora was in the Alps on vacation with her sugar daddy Terry for the week also, Terry and Kora wanted to take a shower together. Kora heard Terry turn the shower on as Kora was getting undressed Kora walked into the bathroom to see the hot steaming shower water running over Terry’s sexy body…Kora was completely tempted and horny and her kitty was wet so she walks and get into the shower and rubs Terry’s back and begin kissing his shoulders. Terry turned around and began kissing Kora very intimately caressing her skin, and biting her lip. Kora was so turned on she felt like the water got hotter but it was her getting hornier, wanting Terry to fuck her in the shower so Kora says “Terry fuck me please” Kora said. Terry replied, “OMG I love it when you beg me, baby tell me that you want me to put my dick in your Kitty baby.”Terry said. Kora kisses Terry and says”Put it in Terry please I want you to put your cock in my kitty .”Kora said breathily.

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Bitchy Teen Squirts For Your Wallet

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Hello, again fuckboy loser. You know, I enjoy busting the banks of virgin weirdos who can’t actually attack any pussy in the real world, but what makes me wet, like really fucking drenched, is wrecking the big, bad boss’s wallet. The man. You know, the guy everyone has always wanted to be. Handsome, talented, cutthroat in business but the biggest gentleman you’ll ever meet. That guy. He’s the one I love to drain.

Both his balls and his wallet. And that guy, his wallet is always thick. Bottomless pockets for me to dig into. Fuck, I’m getting wet just telling you about it. The best part is that I don’t even have to be nice to him when I take it because he knows he needs me. He wants to let go of that all-American charm for a few hours, and the only way he can do it is by making this bitchy teen squirt while fucking his wallet.

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Sensual Exploration

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

I have a Twitter crush. Stalking his feed constantly isn’t enough; I have resorted to fantasizing about him at all hours of the day. Waiting and watching for more content so I can touch myself to his image. He’s the hottest man alive, and I dream about what it would be like to touch him. Not just hip but his body.

Recently, I’ve been dreaming of taking off his shirt and laying beside him. I want to trace my fingertips over his pecs and down the valley between his abs. His lean, defined body is perfection, as if he carved it from stone and my personal desires. He’s perfect. I ache to know the sounds he’d make during my sensual exploration.

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I'm A Bad Girl

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I’m a bad girl. Really bad. I don’t want to get in trouble or have anyone do anything about it, but I think if I don’t confess, I’ll burst. The things I think about are shameful and dirty. Things that put people behind bars for long periods of time. If anyone knew the types of things I desired, what kind of filth lurks behind my innocent demeanor, they’d lock me away.

How else would they keep society safe from a monster like me? My darkest secret is that I don’t want to be an accomplice and give someone else the forbidden fruit. I want to take it for myself.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Honestly, I cannot believe that Adam’s multi-million dollar Lamborghini does not have the same self-driving capabilities as a Tesla does. Totally understand that’s something unique to Teslas. All I’m trying to say is when you spend a few million on a car, the least it can do is drive for you. However, there is no better car to fuck in than a Tesla, at least in my opinion.

Luckily for me, Ben drives a Tesla Model X Plaid. Gosh, I really am such a lucky little slut.

Now Ben already told me he was picking me up and was in the mood to get fucked. Lucky again, so was I.

Wanting to look as hot and easy as possible, I needed to decide what to wear.

Finally, I decided on a short blue body-con dress. This dress was perfect, it was strapless and barely covered anything. In addition, I paired it with knee-high tan leather boots and my tan-coloured Louis Vuitton satchel.

Ben’s Tesla was black with a black and white leather interior. Finally, when he arrived, he was blasting my favourite R&B Spotify playlist, “Rap Caviar”. 

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Traveling for business can be really fun. But, of course, it’s not my business; it’s my husband’s. I just tag along because I can. Sometimes, we’d go to exciting places, and I get to explore while he worked, and then he’d spoil me when his work was finished for the day: expensive dinners or exclusive lounges. We’d have so much fun.

Of course, we haven’t been jet-setting much with the way things are now, but the last time I went on a business trip with him, we ended up in Tokyo. I remember he was swamped that trip, so before we left, I demanded we go out and really paint the town. I wanted to do something really naughty.

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BBW Teen on all fours with bra showing off her cleavage.

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Every once in a while, I escape from under Daddy’s watchful eye and play with boys my own age. I was shopping alone the other day, with the excuse of looking for Daddy’s Christmas gift, when two boys caught my eye. The sex shop is most often filled with overweight, balding men looking for jerk material or stupid sissies trying to size up a bra. These boys were looking me over, and as boys their age do, one was grabbing his crotch. Right there, out in the open. Physically adjusting his cock as it grew because of my ample curves. My eyes rolled. Fucking boys.

I wandered over to the male toys and felt them getting closer and closer to me. I picked up an open-ended cock sleeve and turned around to face them. They seemed startled as I waggled the jelly-like sex toy. ” You boys wanna play?”

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Secret Nanny Cam Catches Naughty Sitter

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Something came over me last time I was sitting for this little boy. Lately, I’d been consumed with thoughts of spanking little bottoms! Just the way a squirmy bad boy feels as I drape him over my lap and peel back his pants to swat my hand on his bare bottom! I’m telling you, I’d become obsessed! It was all I could think about, all I wanted to do.

One of the naughty boys I sit for was actually behaving when I was over last night. It was infuriated! I just wanted a reason to bend him over my lap and listen to his cries for mercy. There were no thoughts other than that in my head. I didn’t for a second think I would get caught by the secret nanny cam his Dad had set up.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Loving Ben and his kink for princesses, I wanted to dress up like Rapunzel.

The issue I have with Rapunzel’s role-play is that she spends so much time isolated. However, I can relate to her. Empathizing with how much people want to control you when you’re as gorgeous as I am.

Knowing Ben loved surprises, I had a plan.

Previously, I had purchased a sexy Rapunzel outfit and wig. The wig was a gorgeous long blonde braid with a pink ribbon. Barely covering my perky tits was a purple corset with a pink lace overlay. To match, I had on a short purple tool skirt, which did not cover my phat ass. Pairing it with white stockings and my sparkly gold Prada pumps, I looked hot.

When Ben arrived at my condo, I walked out onto my bedroom’s adjacent balcony. Seeing Ben getting out of his Tesla Model X Plaid, I couldn’t wait for him to notice me.

Finally, Ben saw me and immediately smiled. He yelled, “Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair”.

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silk

 Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

It had been so long since we had seen each other. Every day I missed her and looked for her, but she was nowhere to be found, and every time I would go out shopping, or snap my own garter, I would think of her. How I missed her, my naughty slutty girl. With whom I love to play with. The lingerie convention was coming to town, and I thought I would go there in hopes of being reminded of her.

 

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