Tag: erotic

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

This MILFY mommy wants to milk your cock! When I see you pull that raging hard-on out of your pants, my mouth just waters! To the point of drool. Watching you wrap your big hand around it and give it a few pumps makes me crawl over close between your legs. I just love looking up at you as you keep slowly stroking.

Men like you shouldn’t have to stroke their cocks themselves. You should leave that in the hands of capable MILFY Mommies like me.

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Park

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

The weather was so nice out today; Daddy took me to the park. The swings are my favorite! I asked him to please push me on the swings, and he gave me a naughty look. Then, reaching under my flowy skirt, Daddy slid down my panties while I looked around us to see who might catch him. No one seemed to notice as he stuck those big girl undies in his pocket and lifted me onto the swing.

I grabbed the chains with both hands, and Daddy grabbed my ankles. He pulled me as he walked backward. Higher, and higher, till he let go and I went sailing backward.

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Preparing
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Preparing the Minister for his busy day is one of my favorite things to do every Sunday morning. He comes downstairs from a restful night’s sleep and greets me with a sweet smile. But, unfortunately, he’s a tall man, and I have to stand on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek good morning.

Whenever it’s time for preparing my handsome Minister for his day, I ask him to sit in his Minister Chair. A chair designed to keep him obedient and proper. Just the way a man who serves should be.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY EXT 357

A group of my friends were all hanging out, talking about what fun things we should plan over the next few weeks. So many options came up. Clubs, museums, the movies, some of the Vegas hot spots, and then one idea gave me the chills. An Escape Room. I HATED the idea!

Everyone thinks it’s a great “team-building” activity. As a group, you get LOCKED in a room and have to find clues to escape by working together. On the other hand, I feel like it’s a setup for a horror movie. I just know we’ll be locked inside by some psycho who wants to play “Saw” and makes us cut our eyeballs out to find the key he stashed behind them. I voted no!

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Tiny

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I keep a jar of shrunken, tiny men in my nightstand drawer. Don’t worry; I poke the smallest of holes in the lid so they can breathe. But, the other morning, it was so early that as I fumbled for the jar with sleepy eyes, I wasn’t prepared for my littles to act like tiny escape artists.

The lid slipped out of my hand, I had just lotioned my shaved legs, and I guess my fingers were still a bit greasy. So the lid flew one way, and the tiny boys ran in every direction across my bed.

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Inflatable

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My ankles were cuffed apart from each other. So wide apart. My knees couldn’t close, but I wouldn’t want to close my thighs even if I could. The man between my legs was rubbing a thin, smooth inflatable dildo up and down my wet slit. He’d lubed it to make it glide across my swollen clit, and with every swipe of the head over my hot button, my hips jerked up to meet his touch.

At the end of the dildo was a thin hose that fed into a bulb-like pump. It looked much like a pressure cuff, and he lifted the dildo for me to see as he pumped that bulb. To my surprise, the head of the toy grew and grew. It tripled in size and then some. He stabbed it against my hole, and no matter how much pressure he applied, it just wouldn’t go in.

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Untucked

TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349

It’s time to get untucked. Spending all day in your business suit must be so annoying. Tie tied tight, shirt tucked in, and your belt all snug against your hips. Don’t you want to relax? Untuck and unwind with me? Instead of rushing home to your wife, who’ll surely have a honey-do list waiting for you, spend some time exploring Alexus untucked.

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Santa

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Santa Daddy, you know the song, that’s not the lyrics, use that big brain of yours. Can you think of the one I mean? The one that plays throughout the grocery stores and shopping malls from just after Thanksgiving until the New Year rolls in? Mmmhm, you do know the one. The holiday song lists all of the things I deserve for being such a good girl for you all year long.

Just like the lyrics say, I’ve been an awfully good girl this year, hurry and dial me up tonight. I’ll wait up for you, Santa Daddy.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it show’s off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.

We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as nothing has happened.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He’s a hard-working man. One who plans and builds. He’s in control of every aspect of his everyday life until he submits to me. How does such a man give in? Through currency control, of course. I’m younger than him, and I don’t work nearly as hard as he does. His early mornings, late nights, working overtime is so much more than my rolling over in bed to take phonesex calls in my lingerie. (Lingerie someone else bought me.) So why should he hand over his money to me?

The answer is much more straightforward than you can imagine because I want it.

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