Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

https://tlcphonesex.com/neighbors-drama-part-one/

It happened! The update you have all been waiting for with my poor sexless neighbors. The first part is linked above so you can remind yourself of what’s going on! Anyway, the wife came and knocked on my front door and when I answered it she looked desperate. She asked if she could come in for some coffee or tea. I made a pot and we sat down and spilled the long-awaited beans. It all started with her saying that I didn’t do anything wrong, but she needed my help with her husband. I agreed before she could even say anything.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s been too long, and now your wallet is bulging. You are in need of a spender bender, and I’m just the girl to lighten the load. I’ll slip up onto your lap and rub your chest as you sip your brain away—a little elixir to loosen your guilt. My tiny fingers tip the bottom of the bottle to ensure I get the most out of your binge.

You’ve stayed away so long, but I’ve never left your mind. Every dollar, every dime, you’ve saved just for me. You were waiting for the right night to lose it all.

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I'm Watching You Loser

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

You sulk around as if you are invisible, but you aren’t. I’m fucking watching you, loser. Men like you think no one notices you as you gawk at pretty girls or, worse, take pictures of them. Creeper pictures that you’ll jerk off to later when you’re alone. Thinking about how close you got to her. If you could smell her, how you would never be with someone like her. You disgust me, and you definitely aren’t as unnoticed as you think. Continue reading “I’m Watching You Loser” →

Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Today, you sent me to the spa to be pampered. They massaged and oiled every inch of me. The manicurist did my nails just how I liked them and then went to work on my feet. As she worked over one sole, I thought about how turned on you would be watching her take care of my delicate little toes.

She had me dip them into warm bubble water. The jets sprayed over the balls of my feet and along the arches. Easing out my stress before she even went to work on my feet. When she did lift my ankle from the pool, drops of water trailed down my feet to splash back into the water below.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

I know life is hard, but I can make sure you don’t have to deal with that stuff again! It’s really simple, I think. We Dommes try to make it as low of a bar for entry to no more stress as possible. You don’t have to worry about work, or friends, or family drama again. Doesn’t that sound tempting? Every man wants to let go of having to do his duties. Paying the mortgage, rent, utilities, all of that boring stuff you have to do now. And all you need to do is let me take control of you!

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Bitch Up

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Walking down the hall, I heard a huge commotion from the boy’s locker room. As head cheerleader, I opened the heavy door to see what was happening. Right there, between the row of lockers and the wooden bench, was some nerd getting shoved and pushed by four football players. “Hey, yo, what the fuck!” I shoved between the players to help the cowering nerd sit on the bench.

His eye was swollen, and his lower lip was cracked. I dabbed it lightly with my pleated skirt, and the bigger boys laughed. “Look, he needs cheer-mommy to come save him.” They laughed as I glared up at them and knew there was only one way to get this nerd out of the locker room in one piece. He’d have to bitch up.

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no taboo

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

As I answered the phone, I could hear the excitement in his voice. ‘Hey baby, I have a fantastic idea for us tonight,’ he said.

I couldn’t help but smile, always eager to hear his ideas. ‘What is it?’ I asked, curiosity piqued.

I was thinking, why don’t we go to the park and find some little cuties to have some fun with?

My mind immediately went into overdrive. The thought of doing something so taboo and thrilling had my heart racing. We had done some adventurous things before, but this was on a whole new level.

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Under Female Supervision

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

When boys are in trouble, I’m a true believer in making the punishment fit the crime. One of my bad little boys has been busted, touching himself in the shower! Such a naughty little perv! His Mom and I decided that his punishment for the next three months would be to only jerk off under female supervision!

He pouted and cried, saying that that would be humiliating and embarrassing, but he had no idea just how bad it would actually be. His mom works so much, it isn’t like he’d be able to ask her to supervise a jerk-off session, and well, I can be a bitch. So I would make sure I wasn’t always available when he was horny.

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Little Boys Lie!

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

My, oh, my, do little boys lie! I had this one staying at my house tonight, and I could smell something, if you know what I mean. Something rotten! It smelled so bad it was as if green waves of gag me were coming off this little boy’s diaper. I called him over and said, “Mikey, did you mess dem tiny tails, ABU?”

“Nooo, Miss Lea.” He looked me in my face to tell dat bold ass lie! I scoffed and said, “Now I can smell you, you best not be telling no fibs ta me. If I come over there and check you, you best be dry!”Wouldn’t you have guessed dat boy went scrambling down the hall when I stood up. Continue reading “Little Boys Lie!” →

For The Love Of Daisy Dukes

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Chad was visiting the farm on a lovely spring morning when I was wearing my favorite Daisy Dukes. Like most boys, Chad couldn’t keep his eyes off the scrap of denim tugged up between my legs that I was calling shorts. However, I could tell the reason he was staring wasn’t the same as most of the other boys.

When I wore my daisy dukes, all the farmhands wanted to get in, but I could tell Chad wanted to be in them without me. I devised a little plan to give him just what he wanted.

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