VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232

It’s Hunting Season and you are my prey – This is the kind of fuck where you would be willing to pay and the beg for the privilege of being in my presence. You are definitely in need of some financial counseling from someone who is knowledgeable in financial fucking. You already know a little about my reputation for financial domination. The fact that I show no fucking mercy is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless men to fuck with.

You obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. Just look at all of the money wasted on that so called family. They don’t care about you. You are just a meal ticket. In fact, you are nothing more than a commodity.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

Come out, come out wherever you are. Since all you want to do is stroke it, Halloween will be your big chance to bring out your little cock. We both know you can stroke that little thing constantly. You can hide him under a dumb costume on Halloween and no one will even notice. You can be the biggest pervert on the block.

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ALYSSA 1-844-332-2639 x 202

Switching it up will have you mindfucked in no time. And it always causes the paranoia to set in. It isn’t just me who is out to get you. That’s right, you will get no orgasms in the future. The female collective will not allow it. It’s comical 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. Only a loser boner is in store for you.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

Pervert In The Park. You hang around just looking for something or someone to stroke to. I’m not talking about just a little tickle for your pickle. What I want is for you to edge and stroke until that pecker feels like it may literally fall off. Face it, all you can think of is stroking to my pics until your tiny dick is sore anyway. I will just force you to take it to the next level. But, even the intense pain won’t stop you, will it?

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232

Posh Superior Bitch -The one you have fantasized about. Yes, I am the bitch you crave and the one you can’t stop thinking about. Men like you immediately submit and the beg for the privilege to please me. Since you are definitely in need of some help from someone who is knowledgeable and adept in the art of manipulation, we should proceed straight away. No one knows findom and humiliation like a British, posh bitch. My reputation undoubtedly precedes me. I will show no mercy and that is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless and pathetic men to fuck over.

You obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. This is just one of the reasons you need me in your life.

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

I dream about dick. I mean, not yours. You had to know it wouldn’t be yours. But, I might let you watch me. First teasing it with my hot, perfect mouth while stroking in rhythm. It must feel so good, but you will never know. Then right at that moment when he can’t hold back even a second longer I do that one little thing. He lets go. Moaning as he shoots his thick load straight into my mouth. Those ropes of thick cum are all mine, but you secretly wish they were yours.

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cuckold surprise the ex

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Everyone has that one ex that we can’t get over. Maybe they left you tantalized and wanting more, or maybe they messed with you too much and you wish you could forget them. Today I brought someone to go see their ex. They thought it would be a sappy reunion, but alas, no. They were in for quite the surprise…

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232

The British Bitch is ack – I enjoyed my summer abroad but now I am back all about the business. Yes, I am the bitch you crave and the one you can’t stop thinking about. Men like you immediately submit and the beg for the privilege to please me. Since you are definitely in need of some help from someone who is knowledgeable and adept in the art of manipulation, we should proceed straight away. No one knows findom and humiliation like a British, posh bitch. My reputation undoubtedly precedes me. I will show no mercy and that is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless men to fuck with.

You obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. Just look at all of the money wasted on that so called family.

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Casual Cuck

xXx Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

“It was big. Like, bigger than big. I didn’t think I’d be able to take it all, but he didn’t give me a choice.” I tell Sara as I sit on the couch in just my cumfilled panties, recalling my previous night. She is asking about the details when you walk into the room. Eyes hungry as you inspect my naked body.

We’ve been dating for months, and until just now, you had no idea I was stepping out on you. It would be rude to end my conversation with my friend abruptly, so I answered her questions without thought. My little fingers still swirling in the creampie between my legs. Did you know of your casual cucking? Or were you as oblivious as I assumed you to be?

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Elaine  1844-332-2639 ext 250

I have always known that I am superior to men. It has always been very easy for me to get my way with them. And once I have you it’s my way or the highway. These boots were made for walking. And I love using mine to walk all over you. In all my relationships I am the boss.

Even if a man thinks that he is running the show. He will quickly come to realize that he is beneath me. A worthless loser to be trampled under my heels. And Puddy in my hands. To be molded as I see fit. To be used to satisfy my needs only.

A man’s needs have never mattered to me. My only need for you in my life is to play whatever position I need to be filled. And believe me, I have many positions for you little wankers and perverts to play. I have sugar daddies, servants, toilet bowls, and on-call pussy lickers.

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