Lick My Mommy Pussy Phonesex

Harlo 844-332-2639 ext 385

You know you want it. You know that my pussy is filled with sweet cream. You know you want to lick that pussy and make me squirt my sweet juice into your mouth. My son, get ready for the sweetest experience of your life!

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Breathe for Me Phone Sex

MILA 844-332-2639 EXT. 220

Breathe into my ear. I want to hear you breathing over the phone as you get turned on and teased by the words I tell you. I want to feel your breath on me before you lean in to kiss my pretty lips. 

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Daddy Likes To Watch Phone Sex

*LUCY*  844-332-2639 xxx- 221

If there’s one thing I love, it’s fucking my hot stepson. I didn’t know it could get any hotter, but this weekend, I learned that I was wrong. While I was on my back with my legs in the air being pounded like a whore, I noticed that my husband had come home early from work and was standing in the doorway. He didn’t know, until that moment, that I was fucking his son. I was worried about what he was going to say, but it turns out that was for nothing. He walked over, undid his pants, and he said “Can I please touch my cock while he fucks you Lucy?” I’ve him trained so well.

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Vanessa’s Mommy Knows Best Phone Sex

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

My son had really done it this time. I came home early and could just sense that something was up. Something just wasn’t right. Mother’s intuition is rarely wrong. I went down the hallway and instinctively paused at my son’s bedroom door. I could hear a faint grunting sound combined with a few girlish giggles.

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Jasmine’s Beautiful Breasts Phonesex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

Breasts. Boobs. Tits. There are many words for them and that is because everyone, yes everyone, has a primal obsession with them.

Perhaps you want to taste my breasts, to suck upon them while you fuck me and they bounce back and forth with the force of your thrusts. Perhaps you want to put your cock between them and have me rub it up and down between them til you cry out in ecstasy and shoot  your delicious cum all over them. You might want to be my baby and breastfeed upon my big milky breasts. Mommy Jasmine would love that! Or perhaps you would like a pair of your own and covet these lush delectable symbols of femininity.

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Dirty Secret Phone Sex With Sinful Serinda

Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394

I love watching myself masturbate. My fingers or a toy, there is just something so naughty and yet pleasing to stare at my pussy as I rub it and fantasize. It starts simply enough, but always devolves into something so much more primal. I have a full-length mirror that I like to lay on the floor and straddle over as I toy my fingers across my pussy lips and around my clit.

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The Scent of Jasmine Phone Sex

JASMINE 844-332-2639 Ext. 262

I knew when I enter home and find little box on bureau it meant my husband Edward was going off on another one his business trips. It was customary for him to ply me with gifts whenever he was going away or whenever we argued, both of which seemed to be occurring more and more often. “Did you get my present,” he asked, now filling the doorway of our bedroom, his broad frame illuminated by the soft moonlight beaming in through the window.“Yes,” I said, “what’s the occasion this time, you have golf game with Sultan you must attend, Gin rummy with oil tycoon perhaps?”

He laughed and stepped into the bedroom, “No pal, nothing that exciting.” I hated when he call me pal by the way. “I have to fly down and look over some of my new investments in Miami, you know I can’t leave anything to chance with this much money involved.”“Of course,” I said, turning my back to him. A moment later I felt his arms around my waist, stronger than ever. He kissed my neck the way I like  and asked “Are you not going to open it?”

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The Feminization of Todd Stanwick Phonesex Part 3

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

Todd could hardly believe that he was standing in his father’s office, made up to perfection, with acrylic nails glued to his fingertips, flowing long hair extensions glued to his scalp and a padded bra and matching lace panties beneath a short skirt and a blouse which was unbuttoned just a hint so that the bodice of that white lacy bra showed. And the pantyhose of course. And the high heels that his mother had insisted he wear. His mother, who was looking triumphantly at his father, whom he had not seen in months and saying, “You no longer have a son! Meet your daughter, darling. Meet–TARA! She is transgender!”

She spat the word out with contempt. Through the mad blur Todd was able to perceive the look of shock and horror on his father’s face as he looked at him. “That,” said his mother, waving her elegant, perfectly French manicured hand toward Todd, “is what comes of you having the temerity to leave ME, ME of all women! And then you didn’t bother do be around for your son, did you? This is what comes from being absent from our lives. You have done this. Are you happy?”

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Jasmine’s ADBL Love Phone Sex

                                                                                               JASMINE 844-332-2639 Ext. 262

More than anything in this world I long for a baby of my own. I long to be called Mommy and hold my little one to my breasts and have that little sweetie suckle nourishing mother’s milk from me as I kiss my little one on the top of that sweet little head and we look into each other’s eyes and I see in yours complete trust and devotion and you see in mine complete and utter love, the love that is greater than any other love, the love of a mother for her baby. Yes, a Mother’s Love.

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Mistress Jasmine’s Slave Boy Phonesex- Part 2

MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

The boy, my slave boy, is kneeling before me, naked, hungry so very eager to please. It is the collar I have put about his neck in part–but the rest, well it is me–he has wanted me for a long time and will do anything in order to have me. But I intend to play with him first, to edge him to the very brink and then bring him back until the ache of his desire, it hurts. Until he begs for his release. And I intend to make him hurt in other ways too. This is the price he must pay in order to be with me and I have no doubt that he will pay it.

I pull on the strap on and stand before him. I give to his collar a sharp tug and force him to take the strap on into his mouth. “You are my bitch,” I tell him and though some part of him wants to rebel against this assertion, his desire for me and the collar, that constriction about his neck, remind him that he must obey my every command. 

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