Felicity learned about sexsomnia

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Johnny spends the night instead of getting a hotel whenever he is in town, which isn’t often enough. This weekend he’d been pulling really long hours and working nonstop. By the time he got to the house, he had looked like a walking zombie. So I figured we could save the kinky, fun stuff until he’d gotten some sleep, so I told him to shower, and then we would just cuddle.

He almost seemed relieved that I didn’t expect him to perform. I got into bed and waited for him to join me. Freshly showered, he crawled into bed and pulled my body close to his. My finger stroked through his hair as he laid his head on my shoulder, and soon, I heard the soft sounds of his steady breathing. He’d never mentioned he suffered from Sexomnia, but I was about to find out the hard way.

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Financial Fetish Specialist

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

You have special needs. The things you crave are dangerous if allowed to get out of hand. Your choice of kink can start innocently enough, but it’s a slippery slope into obsession. Before you know it, you’re addicted! That next fix could be the straw that puts you in debt or leaves you homeless. The craving can get so strong that you find yourself skipping work just to indulge.

For these reasons, you need a financial fetish specialist. Kayla Cumsalot is well-versed and experienced in balancing financial addictions. Whether you can give a little or give a lot, she’ll know exactly how to keep your coin in check.

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Payton 1844-332-2639 ext 431

I catch you in your sleep and touch you with hopes of arousing you discreetly. I run my fingers over your nice moist lips Feeling your breath.. in and out. I love having you as my subject, willing to do pretty much anything I want. I feel you loosen up and are becoming aroused, even though you are still partially asleep.  I continue to tease you and start to feel your hardness. You are making motions and you’re becoming very erect.

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Santa’s naughty list 

Santa’s naughty list  xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

He’s made his list, and checked it twice. Guess who’s on Santa’s naughty list tonight? Me! Can you believe it?! This whole time I thought I was being a good little girl, and Santa begs to differ. I guess I’m not getting anything from my wish list. I was really looking forward to that double sided dildo. Instead it looks like horny ole’ St. Nick has other plans for me. I wonder if his cock is as thick as his beard. 

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HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300

Bigger is better. I may just be too much for you. Just look at me. You surely have to realize that this kind of elite level pussy is not always readily available. But, when you come across it you had better believe it is more than worth it. You get what you pay for. We both know you are going to pay for it, alright.

Boy, make sure you come correct or you might want to step off now. 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.

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ALYSSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 202

Orgasm thief of all of your joy. There will only be ruined orgasms for you. That’s right, you will get no orgasms from this point forward. It’s hilarious that you actually think you deserve an orgasm. I will make it my mission in life to ruin every orgasm. Why?  Because I enjoy it and I mean every last one of them. It is so much fun watching you get to the edge and then absolutely ending any chance of pleasure or release. Expect to goon for hours and never reach your happy ending. There will be no end in sight for you.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

Addicted to stroking and begging to cum. That’s just part of the fun. Of course you love jerking that dick incessantly. Do you 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. While the rest of us were out living our best lives you were sitting there jerking your little gherkin.

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Sit and watch while a real man shows you how it’s done.  How did I make such an error?  Seeing you in the club really got my juices going.  While we were dancing, I was sure I felt a good hard dick in those jeans.  Of course, it was no problem for me to sedund bring you home with me.  It all fell apart when I reached inside those boxers and found what I call NOTHING!  Well, what I call nothing.  I always say there’s always something a man can do for me and I  have found what your something is.  While you sit there I will take a quick trip back to the club finding a real man.  I will show you how you can still serve me.  I will be sure to choose better this time.

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Sir showed me the new remote control toy he’d bought for our dinner date tonight.  My knees trembled in both excitement and trepidation for what the evening held in store for me and my pussy.  Now the directions to wear panties tonight made more sense.  Sir told me to pull my skirt up.  He tugged my panties down and pushed the toy into my pussy, settling it in place.  Then, of course, he had to do a test of the toy all the way up and all the way down.  That’s the exact moment I knew this would be a challenging night.  Then, with a final reminder that I wasn’t allowed to cum without permission, he pulled my panties back into place.

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Daddy made me do it

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

After a long week, my body and mind were over-tired, and even hours after bedtime, I still couldn’t fall asleep. I thought maybe watching some tv would help me zone out, but as I turned the corner into the living room, someone else was already there. Daddy was sitting on the couch in just his boxers, legs sprawled out and reclined back. He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye because he looked over, lifted his arm over the back of the couch, and asked what I was doing.

“I can’t sleep.” My shoulder shrugged. I walked over and sat down on the cushion next to him. His hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me toward him. My head laid on his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.

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