MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
Gooners Never Learn – They get so addicted to stroking and begging to cum. That’s just part of the fun. And you are no different are you? Your dumb dick rules you. Do you do even do anything other than stay inside and stroke? It’s all you can even think of. Another pathetic loser is addicted to jerking his gherkin. Obsessed is really putting it lightly.
HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300
Ghetto Girl to Black Royalty – I may have come from the streets but I am so much more than what you see on the surface. You will soon realize that I am unlike any other woman you have met. One thing you had better believe is that I am more than worth the price of admission. You get what you pay for. We both know you are going to pay for it, alright. A woman like me expects to be treated well.
If you really want a high maintenance female, you will need to make a substantial investment. A queen like me knows her worth and I definitely don’t waste my valuable time on cheap losers. I look out for and take care of myself. That’s because I know what high value I bring to any situation. I had to climb my way out of the hood and I won’t be returning.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
Send A Pic Of Your Dick – Wait, why would you ever think that it was a good idea to text a pic of your little dick? There are plenty of big cocks to tease and please but yours is not it. So many choices and so many possibilities. Of course a cock connoisseur such as myself encounters all sizes of cock.
I really do appreciate all cocks but yours is well, disappointing. The really big ones are so fun to ride and squirt on. The tiniest of the tiny are just too much fun to humiliate and make fun of. You see? Every size of cock serves a purpose. Even the pathetic, small ones like yours.
Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY EXT. 420
I love hearing peoples’ fantasies. I’m always so excited to hear them, and I want to be very clear about how much I enjoy hearing them. I know that sounds weird, but I do. The reason is simple: I like talking dirty. It’s not something I have to do; it’s just fun. I know you get turned on by hearing me talk dirty because I sound sexy when I say things like “you’re such a fucking ***” or “that makes me feel so slutty”. It feels good to call someone else a fucker or whore in a way that’s really hot, and they get off on hearing it, too.
The thing is, I don’t think there are many women who enjoy doing it as much as I do. Maybe some of my girlfriends do, but I bet most girls aren’t nearly as into it as I am. They might do it for their boyfriends, or even for themselves sometimes, but if they’re being honest with themselves, most people probably don’t really like getting down and dirty like that as much as I do. But then again, maybe they do…
Deep down under there are some monsters hiding in all of us. Some are bigger and scarier than others. Well others are silent and well camouflaged. I learned to face them head on each and every one. Truthfully I love seeing the monsters in people I think it is hot. That dark side people try to hard to keep hidden. That is the part I try so hard to pull out of you and to see for myself. Why? Now that is a very good question, but it gets me all frisky, my pussy wet, my adrenaline pumping.
I am addicted to those monsters, its more than just “bad boys” its the darkest part that even the brightest light can’t over power. Maybe its the power it holds alone. The strength that is created for all the wrong reasons. You can’t play that side. In fact it dominates you like fire does with wood, in a matter of seconds it will devour every last inch you have in you to resist it. Then again, why on good earth would you try to resist that temptation? I know I wouldn’t. So can you face those monsters? Continue reading “Deep Down Under”
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•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•
The other day I had received a question from one of you beautiful clients. He wished to remain anonymous with giving me the name only as “Guest 6969” Classic. It was a rather interesting really, you’d think working for a phonesex company, it would be all about dirty hot sexy, kinky questions and other filthy related nonsense. The more I’m here, the more I see its like we’re all helping each other out in any way we can. Weather it be a quick nut, or a quick conversation to blow off steam before having your wife blow you. Continue reading “Dear miss Candice”
Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY EXT. 420
Let’s take a second to face the facts; I look great. Better than great, I’m just about every guys’ wet dream, and admittedly, I do use this to my advantage. How can you blame me when men are so easily manipulated by the flash of a little skin and some sweet talk? I can make any man my slave by being theirs and there’s a feeling of power in that.
Secretly, however, I do wish things could go another way from time to time. I would love to find a dominant daddy who knows how to take control of a bratty whore, such as myself, with ease. A man who doesn’t NEED a woman to be submissive but is very open minded and willing to explore. Someone who isn’t afraid to show his true self and let me see what he wants to do with me before taking matters into his own hands. The thought of finding this man stirs up all sorts of feelings in me, making me instantly wet.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Oh no! Poor baby! Why are you crying? Were your peers mean to you again? Come over here, sit in Mommy Felicity’s lap, and tell me everything. Did they call you names like “Sissy slut” and “Dumb Whore” again?
Listen, people, these days are very accepting, but you are getting bullied for not just living as your authentic self! But Mommy is here, and she knows how to fix this. Hug me close, and mommy will tell her good little doll all about how to stop getting bullied.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
You are at the club, dancing with some friends, trying to get laid. You’ve been here a hundred times before. You overindulge but are still bored with the routine; you slide up to the bar, deciding instead to focus on drinking away your sexual frustration. Two more shots and the room gets a little hazy. Then you see me enter. Statuesque. I step into the room and slowly gaze around my playground. You’ve never seen me before, but my sequin dress hugs my curves, leaving very little to the imagination. Blonde hair flows over my shoulders as I command all the attention in the room. People shift their dance out of the way, and the river of people parts before me.
You quickly order another two shots and wait for them to pour into the tiny glasses, having eyed me as your target. You feel reinvigorated with a tinge of nervousness. I see you staring at me as you shakily down your shots. It’s cute. I saunter over to you as you go to stand up and gently push you back into your seat.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
The girls are pulling their hair into ponies or stretching on mats. I can see tight asses and deep cleavage as I strut out into the gym. My first practice as a new lesbian, and I’m so turned on by the eye candy. These girls count on me as their leader. I can’t be lusting over them, but also, I can’t think straight. Not easy being a lesbian cheer captain.
Tara asks if I’m ok, and I look at her mouth. Such a big bubbly smile; it would feel incredible if I rode her face. “I heard about you and Brad.” I nod and mumble. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m just getting a cold or something.” She backs up and says