Daddy took me to our playroom last night. When we got down there, he already had six of his friends waiting for us. He stripped me in front of them. Then asked me if I would be an obedient girl. Or if he had to spank me in front of them first. I giggle a little like Daddy doesn’t know me so well. Then whispered that I would need a spanking first. Daddy smiled that knowing smile at me, and after he’d stripped me completely naked, he sat down and pulled me over his lap. He questioned his friends on how hard they thought I deserved since I held up their fun. They all agreed that I needed to be spanked to tears to learn my place better.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Why haven’t you booked babysitter Avery yet for a little ABDL time? I really do think you’re such a cute little ABDL phone sex baby. I love it when I get to come over and babysit you. You always greet me with your diaper on and your pacifier in your mouth. You know it’s my favorite way to be greeted don’t you, little baby?
Usually it’s just me who comes over to babysit you, but this one time I brought a friend for you to play with. Remember the last time I had someone come over and play with you? Well, as much fun as that was, what I have up my sleeve now is going to be so much more enjoyable, so get ready for it, my little dirty baby.
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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
As soon as you tell me you want to cum hard with me I’m totally in. Unlike other women, the way to my heart is definitely through my clit.
Of course, I can masturbate alone, and I do it sometimes when there’s no other option. But why would I want to if I have you? Thankfully that’s rare. Usually, I’m getting fucked by some hot young stud, but there are days when I’ll need you to call me for mutual masturbation phone sex. Actually, you can call me for that any day. Even if I’ve gotten fucked earlier in the day, I will definitely be horny again by the time I get your call, so don’t worry about that. I’ll have my lube and sex toys ready to pound myself the way you would if you were in the same room with me.
Hunter 1-844-332-2639 ext 387
We have been super swamped at work. I’ve been putting in at least 10 hours of overtime a week for the last few months. However, we just hit our deadline so the workload has dropped down a bit. This is the perfect time for a break. I don’t have anywhere to go but I decide to take a few days off to have a staycation. With work I got the days off approved with work so I went online and booked a hotel room with a spa in it so I can get a little pampering after all the stress.
I get to the hotel and get all checked in and my massages scheduled. Going straight to my room I get undressed and lay in the bed getting comfortable. Enjoying the pillow-like bed. Flipping through the channels on the tv looking for something to watch. once of those late-night commercials comes on advertising phone sex. Making my pussy throb and tingle. I bite my lip as I listen to the sexy voices talking in the advertisement.
Why am I afraid of the dark, you ask? Let me tell you the story about why I have a fear of the night and the lights being out. One night I was fast asleep in my own bed. I heard a thump and a shuffle in the darkness. Sitting up quickly, I called out into the darkness. Who’s there? Answer me! Who’s in my home?
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Panties, panties, panties! That’s all a panty boy phone sex slut like you thinks about, isn’t it? I can’t say that I blame you though. There are so many cute and sexy styles that you can wear a new pair every single day and never repeat. Add all the different colors and you’re going to be serving up new looks all the time.
But I have a question for you, panty boy. Who is it that you’re prancing around in your panties for? Is it just you and your full-length mirror spending time all dressed up? Or do you have a special someone you wear those panties for?
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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
My small dicked husband is definitely sweet But he really doesn’t do a thing for me when it comes to fucking. His dick is pretty small and I’m a size queen, so I can’t even feel it when he tries to put it inside me. He says I’m being kind of mean when I say that, but I really can’t. If he thinks the truth is mean, well then I guess that’s just a bonus! He really is the perfect husband for a cuckold phone sex fantasy.
Daddy’s shower needed remodeling. So, he snuck into my room to use my bathroom for his shower. I heard him turn the shower on and gave him a few minutes to be wet and soapy. Then I snuck into the shower to put my plan to fuck daddy into action.
He was startled when he heard the door click open and then close. I looked him up and down, all covered in soap and water. It made me want to move closer and start using my tongue to lick up water droplets.
Hunter 1-844-332-2639 ext 387
I’m just waking up from an amazing dream! It is one of those dreams that felt so real that it makes you wonder if it really was a dream. My bedroom smells like I had a whole night full of hot amazing sex! Also as I move in my bed stretching I can feel the wetness between my legs. Letting out a soft moan without trying. Replaying the events of my dream as I lay there.
Just turns me on more. The way you left light feathered kisses from my ear down my neck continuing down to my breasts. Pausing there for a moment to suck and nibble on my nipples. Hearing you let out soft moans as you work on my breast just makes me melt. Take my hand and run it through your hair gripping it to pull lightly. Pushing up against you grinding my body up to yours. Wanting and needing you so very bad.
Krysta and I met while taking a statistics class in college. We became fast friends and thick as thieves. I helped her with the concepts and problems. She kept me entertained with her comments about the monotone the professor had a tendency to use during lectures. It wasn’t our fault he insisted on wearing sweater vests and talking like that dude from Ferris Bueller. Usually, I can bite my lip and keep my giggles in. But this past Thursday, Krysta was in rare form, and I lost it in a fit of giggles. The professor stopped his lecture midsentence and announced that Krysta and I would be staying after class for a discussion on respect and proper classroom etiquette. I immediately felt cowed by his stern voice, but Krysta just kept mumbling snarky comments under her breath about how we’d see who would show who what after class.
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