Tag: phonesex

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Awe, Saturday. The first day of the weekend. It passes so quickly, but there is one way to make the moment linger. I like to wake up late on Saturdays, often in a lover’s bed. Tangled between a stranger’s sheets, waking to the early afternoon sun warming my naked skin. If I’m lucky and I’ve picked my lover correctly, then he’ll be prepared to spoil me.

Brunch in bed, a delicious way to start the day. Sitting up slowly, I pull the soft covers against my naked breasts, and there it is. Just as I hoped, right where I expected. The breakfast tray is positioned diagonally at the end of the bed.

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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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sissyphonesex

Tom 1-844-332-2639, ext 342

Faggot Training is about to commence. Hey you! Yes, you over there sitting on the couch. Like a lump of lard. You’ve been stuck at home and not been able to go out. Overeating and slacking off because you are so weak minded and soft. No excuses, faggot.

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Trunk

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

My son’s high school sets up this really awesome Trunk or Treat every year. This year, I was in charge of organizing the cars and ensuring everyone was decorated in a Halloween fashion. We had so many great sponsors show up, and everyone was right on point!

The best car in the line up though, was owned by the school president’s Dad. His very single, sexy Dad. He had a big, shiny truck covered in cobwebs, and a zombie would jump out of the back every time a high schooler came by to grab candy. The screams from his section were the loudest. I knew when all the kids were gone; I was going to make him make me scream for putting his hand in my candy jar.

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Two at

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349 

Some days at the glory hole are more of a letdown than others. I can hang out there for hours on my knees, watching the hole and praying a juicy cock pops through, only to be disappointed time and time again. Today, however, I was so lucky to have two at once!

Not just any two cocks either! These were giant, black monsters! Thick and heavy as they broke through the holes. I wasn’t going to waste a second of opportunity!

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Cocktobe

WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

Welcome to Cocktober, the month we have all waited for. Plenty of cocks to tease and please. Lots of choices and so many possibilities. Of course the Countess of Cock would want to celebrate this. So many cocks and so little time.

I really do appreciate all cocks. The really big ones are so fun to ride. The tiniest of tiny are just too much fun to humiliate and make fun of. You see? Every size has it’s purpose. Even the pathetic, small ones like yours. You already know that you don’t measure up so why not serve your purpose?

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Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The car sputtered to a stop a hundred miles from the nearest gas station. Hell, I hadn’t seen an exit in I don’t know when. The desert stretched out in front and behind me for as far as I could see. The late afternoon sun beat down on my back as I stood in front of the car with the hood open, looking down at who knows what.

There was no smoke billowing from the shut-off engine anymore, and everything looked exactly the same as it had last time I glanced in here. Of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t know what I was looking at then either. With a heavy exhale, I slammed the hood closed and leaned my ass against it.

Not a cloud in the sky or a car on the highway. My cell had no service, and I was royally fucked. I glared up at the sun, knowing as hot as it was now, soon it would be freezing—the curse of the desert. I needed a way home, and I needed one fast.

Sweat beaded down the back of my wife beater and soaked into the waistband of my daisy dukes. I pushed myself off the hood and kicked the dirt. Maybe I should start walking? That seemed like a dumb idea but the only option at the moment. Hanging around here with a busted-ass car wasn’t gonna do me no good. I grabbed my keys, locked the broken-down car, flipped it off, and started back toward Las Vegas.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Some people shy away from a camera. They cover their face or look the other way but not me! The camera loves me, and I love it! I want you to take my picture. I love looking at pictures of myself.

No matter how much or how little I’m wearing. I want you to set up a personal photo shoot for me and me alone. We’ll start with me fully dressed. I’ll pose this way and that as you capture my shining smile with your lens.

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Electric

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I didn’t expect to feel it, but I guess the best connections are like that. The haunted house had all of my nerve endings on high alert, but it wasn’t the shock of you sneaking up behind me that felt electric. It was just you. When I looked up at your gory, messy makeup-covered face, a thrill tangled around my clit.

You looked dangerous and tempting. I wanted to give you whatever you’d ask of me. But, instead, you pushed me against the wall. My friends squealing in terror, all ran off without me.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Strange things are happening in space. The men from my planet are all sniveling, drooling, wimps, and none of the females find them attractive any longer. We seek manly men. Men like from earth. Big, strong, hulking men who know how to use a woman’s body for more than just pleasure. We need men for breeding! It’s the only way to erase the waste of space that is the men from my planet.

In order to do so, I’ve come from my planet to experiment on how earth man ***** reacts to my tight Alien pussy.

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