
Cassey 844-332-2639 Ext. 467
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Cassey 844-332-2639 Ext. 467
Continue reading “Mutual Masturbation Phonesex: Let’s Relieve Each Other!”

Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

Christine 1844-332-2639 ext 468
There’s a certain kind of energy that fills a room when control and confidence meets curiosity. It’s quiet at first—just a glance, a smirk, the subtle understanding that tonight might be a little more exciting than usual.
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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
Every year I enter all of my Christmas goodies into the bake sale. Because all proceeds go towards buying gifts for kids that wouldn’t otherwise be receiving gifts during the holiday season. So I spent the weekend busy baking. The house was permeated with the sexy aroma of cinnamon. Cinnamon is the ultimate aphrodisiac. I was starting to get a throbbing sensation along with a gush of wetness. I had an hour before the pumpkin spice bread was going to be done. So I decided to have some self care time if you know what I mean. Maybe self pleasure is a more accurate description. And that’s exactly what I was doing when I heard a knock. When I opened the door, I must have looked flushed. It was a delivery driver and he needed my signature. But he looked at me and grinned as if he could tell what I had been doing. Or maybe I was just feeling self conscious. Either way, I know I turned bright red. And I’m positive that I was acting guilty and embarrassed. But what made it so much worse it that he was so sexy and I was so horny.

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
I love it when my little Eugene calls me. At first, I rarely recognize his voice during billing. It comes off so masculine and in control. But as soon as I confirm that we are ready to play, he gives himself away. That firm, in-control tone weakens to a whine as he murmurs, “Oh, Valerie.” And it all comes rushing back to me. “Why are you doing this to me?”
This isn’t a man calling to use my sexy, teen body for his pleasure. No, no. not. Not my little Eugene.
Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
I’m a summer baby through and through. It’s why I reside in Southern California. It’s the closest I could get to summer all year round, yet the stores still pretend we need winter gear. They pull all the pretty one pieces and bikinis off the racks and stuff them with useless down parkas and fleece-lined leggings.
It’s the perfect time to stock up on clearance swimsuits and an excellent excuse for a girls’ day!

Bethany 1 844-33-CANDY EXT 260
He worships my feet. He adores them, literally in love with them. Tootsies. His favorite color to paint my toenails is either white white white, or a very hot pink. Every other week he drives me to the nail salon for a full on out pedicure. He loves to watch. He even takes video if the whole pedi process hehe. My tootsies.
I guess you could say he has a foot fetish. But not just any feet and toes, they are the feet that is attached to this lovely body of mine. My feet is his favorite part. He loves the perfect size of each toe, and how they all align perfectly together, like biggest to smallest. He’s obsessed with the perfect square toe nails , with a glossy coat of polish. My feet is his wallpaper on his phone.
Bethany 1 844-33-CANDY ext 260
I had him on his knees, face down ass up!! I slapped his face, “take it bitch.” He wailed out with excitement , he loved the way I was stroking him from the back, very roughly.
I flipped him around like he were my bitch (well he was.) I spit in his mouth. Slamming my strap on into his little asshole. He made faces that were incredible.
I punished him real good. Made him behave for mama. Good boy. He was behaving quite well. Maybe he deserves a treat.I turned around, roughly pulling on his cock.

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
It was late when the FaceTime notification chimed through my phone. I was already snuggled in the covers, about to fall asleep, but swiped my thumb across the screen to accept the call. Brad was completely naked, in his bed, grinding his hard cock against his silk sheets.
“I miss you,” He grunted as he humped. The angle of the phone allowed me to watch his abs tense and his cock head smear precum along the softness of his sheets. My eyes rolled. He was so pathetically hard, and for what?

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
It was most definitely the test drive of my life. The sexy, young salesman gave me a hands on tutorial of the car, from the passenger’s side. It was quite the experience, so sensual. Every time his hand would graze me, it was electrical. It made my whole body tingle. To be honest, I was a little nervous to be driving under his influence. I literally felt weak in the knees. But I tried to play it calm, cool, and collected. We pulled out of the dealership. I hit the throttle and we were off. The way it took off when I barely tapped the gas peddle shot a rush of adrenaline through my body. My whole body was tingling, especially my pussy. I looked over at him. There was no way I could ignore his hard cock protruding through his pants. I think the speed gave him a thrill as well. He kept looking over at my legs, or between them. I hadn’t planned on test driving anything. So I didn’t really think about the fact that I was wearing a very short dress. And it had ridden up, practically exposing my pussy. He obviously noticed.