Carina’s What’s Your Kink? Phonesex

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Oooh ,oh God, fuck, I’m going to cum, mmm … Oh hello, I didn’t see you standing there. Giggle.  Don’t mind me I was just taking care of a little something. You know they say there are two types of people in the world; people who masturbate and people who don’t … admit to it! Of course I fall happily into category number one. I was never ashamed of being a sexual creature, it’s part of who I am. I love sharing my sexuality with others and with myself.

Sexual pleasure is a vast landscape and for many, the hills and valleys remain untouched, virginal, but for me it’s the opposite. I just love being introduced to new kinks and fetishes, variations on the world’s oldest contact sport. The motto of the hot as fuck Evan’s family women has always been, for centuries in fact,  “I’ll try anythingtwice. And if I like it, I will do it over and over again.” 😉

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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

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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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