Jasmine’s Sissy Lingerie Shopping Phone Sex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

I was strolling through Saks the other day when I saw the most feminine looking man surveying the cosmetics counters. I was intrigued and made my way over and asked the clerk to show me various products. I could see how fascinated the girly man was and how he was hanging upon our every word. In Saks Fifth Avenue, they have little shopping bags that enable you to carry items around until you are ready to check out. I smiled to myself as I noticed that peeking out of his was the most perfectly darling lingerie set.

I made my purchase at the cosmetics counter and then strolled over to the next one. The girly man followed me, as I had suspected he would.  I engaged him in conversation and we had a few minutes of small talk. I noticed that he could not stop staring at me and taking in every aspect of my appearance, from my high heeled shoes and stockings to my tastefully sexy above- the- knee pencil skirt and low cut blouse to the rosy lipstick I was wearing, to the way I had styled my hair that day.

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Who Needs Limits?!? Anything Goes Phone Sex

Avery  1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I’m really fucking horny right now. I don’t know exactly what I want, but I know that I need you to call me for some no limits fun. All my dirty pervs are out there and I know you love talking about dark and twisted fantasies just as much as I do. You might not believe that a girl who looks so sweet and innocent could be so nasty, but you’re just going to have to call me and let me show you what a bad girl I can be!

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Carina’s Hot for Professor Phonesex

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How’s a horny young girl like me supposed to concentrate on her studies when she has a hot older man like Professor Powell teaching her?

Professor Powell is in his late 40’s and dear God, he is so hot I can barely think when I’m around him. I’ve had a mad crush on him since the beginning of the semester and I can tell he wants me too. Instead of concentrating on my studies, I like to play a little game with him. I sit at my desk and subtly stretch my long legs out so he can’t help but take a nice long look. And as I listen to him lecture, I twirl a lock of my long black hair around one finger and impale him with my eyes, much in the way I would like him to impale me with his cock.

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Jasmine’s Friday the 13th Your Demon Lover Phone Sex

JASMINE 844-332-2639 ext 262

You are frightened, quivering with fear though you cannot say why. You have this creeping terror, these cumulative shudders. It is Friday the 13th, silly superstition, you tell yourself dismissively. You are on edge, that is all. It is the stress of your crumbling marriage, that dull as dishwater wife of yours who alternately ignores you or tells you what you are doing wrong, the boss getting on your back again. That is the mantra you repeat in your head to try to banish your fear.

But you are right to be afraid for on Friday the 13th, creatures such as I gain strength and walk abroad to prey upon unsuspecting fools like you. And I am like no other creature you have ever known or will ever know again.  You left your window open, darling. You should not have done that for I require no invitation and I have been watching and wanting you for awhile now. Wanting to fuck you, to possess you, to own you, body and soul.

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Mistress Jasmine’s Slave Boy Phone Sex

MISTRESS JASMINE 844-332-2639 ext. 262

“Do you trust me?” I ask the boy with a wicked laugh. He is naked and beautiful as he kneels at my feet, trembling with combination of fear and desire as I put the collar around his neck. He is overcome by such conflicting emotions– the desire to please, love, arousal and terror. But he nods his head and says “yes” for he loves me with blind devotion. He would do anything for the chance to be possessed by me, to be my slave.

“So say it, ” I tell him. “Repeat for me the rules”. I dangle the key to the collar before his eyes and he raises eyes to meet the intensity of my gaze. “I will have a key to the collar but I am not allowed to use it,” he says. “And what if somebody asks you about it,” I say. “Then I will tell them the truth about it,” he answers with a meekness that is touching. “And what is the ‘truth’, darling?” I ask. “That I am yours,” he says, his voice catching in his throat. “I belong to you and need you and you alone. I am your slave.”

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