Being your favorite teen slut is a tough job. I was sucking on a lollipop and teasing the boys when I came across one of the hot daddies in my neighborhood. he knew I was a teen slut just by the way I sucked my sucker. I was standing there with one of my best friends. When my dad’s best friend saw me bending, overexposing my pink panties, he said hey spencer, does your mom know you’re out this late. It was maybe thirty minutes past my curfew. Well, Mr. Samuels, if you don’t tell them, they will never know a thing. I gave a quick smile, and I could see his cock standing at attention. While my parents are out, this is the perfect time to see if he will fuck my teen cunt. Continue reading “Your Favorite Teen Slut Part 1”
Hi, my name is spencer. I work for the desires of the mind. What are your kinkiest desires? These are just one of the questions I ask each client before starting. I get paid to be a slut. I bet you wonder what kind of job will pay a hot young teen blonde bombshell to be a slut. Well, they call it the science of the cocks. My job consists of finding out what makes your deepest desires a reality. Continue reading “What are your kinkiest desires?”
~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~
Taste my juicy pussy. I was so horny while modeling that I stayed behind after taking my shower. Sitting down on the couch and touching my boobs, caressing them, rolling the nips between my fingers just enjoying touching them. Suddenly the door swung open and the maintenance man stood there with a box full of items. I was so fucking hot I motioned him to come over. Telling him to sit on the couch I slipped my foot onto his lap. He started caressing while I spread my legs for him to see my pouty, wrinkled pussy lips. Reaching between my legs I started fingering my mound and down to the tip of the ass. Wiggling on the couch I put my foot on his chest, running up and down toward his mouth. His mouth was all but watering but I didn’t let him actually taste my feet. Continue reading “Taste My Juicy Pussy”
Hey daddy, have you ever been told that it’s a sin if you lie or steal? What about when you touch your cock? Is that a sin? It is so funny when people like the man of cloth tell you not to think about sex. Do you think he isn’t himself thinking about all of those virgin pussies. Because I think he is thinking about a hottie like me. I bet he thinks of how pleasurable my cunt would feel wrapped around his cock. All men want to sin slut to fulfill all of their dirty thoughts.
Oh, piggie, daddy!! Spencer needs some money today. Please don’t give me that I just gave you a lot of money monologue. I know you just gave me fifteen thousand dollars. But I used it all for these cute heels. They are Dior daddy, and they are perfect fuck me heels. I know you love how my legs look in these heels. You can’t deny how hot I am, daddy. Most importantly, my piggy daddy’s job is to make sure I look good. Without a doubt, I know you will take good care of your sugar baby. Continue reading “Piggie Bank Daddy”
By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Every time I pull down my little shorts, there is a full moon rising! Look at it all this booty! Does it bring out the beast in you to see all this pale, teenage BBW flesh? Being a man is so difficult, isn’t it? All those urges that build up inside of you. All those pretty little girls who tease you on purpose! You can feel the monster trying to claw its way out of your skin even as you try your best to hold it back.
You can’t control it anymore! Not with my full moon wanting for you to change!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Coming home from work, I expected to find you in the nursery, playing with soft, plush toys but instead, I found you with your naughty hand in your diaper. Jerking on that baby peepee of yours. You can not keep your hands off that thing, can you?
“What are you doing?” I yell, startling you enough that you rip your hand away from your cock and do your best to look innocent. It won’t fool me. I caught you with your hand in the cookie jar, and now I’ll have to punish you. I stalk over to your side and swat your hand. “What did Mommy tell you?”
Continue reading “Don’t Play With Your Penis Until Mommy Kayla Says Phonesex”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
It makes me ANTSY. When I sit on your lap, and it’s so close, I can feel it under my plump booty. That FIRM ridge in your pants that digs into my flesh when I wiggle.
You know what I mean. That swollen WALLET in your right pocket. It’s begging for me to pull it out of your pants and use it hard. There’s so much summer shopping to be done, Daddy, and I know you wanna spoil me. I wanna play with it.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Bath time is such a special time for Mama. After a long day, I’ve filled the tub with warm water and luxurious bubbles. Before stripping down, I dim the harsh lighting in the bathroom and light a few candles. There warm scent already filling me with a calm relaxation that I’ve been longing for all day.
Now naked. First, I dip a toe into the water. The heat travels up my skin and lures me deeper. I sink in under the water and lay my head against the bath pillow. Nothing could be sweeter. My eyes close, and I exhale the day’s stresses. Perfect me time begins. Except with my next breath, a huge splash covers my face, and I hear the happy squeal of my son as he cannonballs into the now too small tub.
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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
I’m not supposed to play with my pussy when Daddy isn’t home, but I’m a bad girl, and I’m hoping to give him a blow job. I almost always chose not to listen. Sometimes it turns out okay, and sometimes it gets me really punished. Tonight, waiting for Daddy to come home from work, I planed for him to catch me.
I was on his bed naked, pushing and pulling my fingers in and out of my naughty hole. The anxiety of waiting for his bedroom door to open was keeping me dripping wet between my legs.
Continue reading “Upside Down Better Blow Job Phonesex By Krysta”