Humiliating All The Losers Phone Sex

 *LUCY*  844-332-2639 xxx- 221

You are such a loser. You’re probably over 30, live in your parents’ house, and you have never had a relationship that lasted more than a month. Is that right? Do you feel even worse about yourself than you did before you started reading this? Good. That’s what you deserve. 

You might be feeling a little bit of relief, though. Thinking that I might not know about the tiny little thing between your legs. But I do. Trust me, I know all about that. You can’t hide that from a woman like me.

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The Waiting Game Phone Sex Part 2

Mistress Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

My nephew realized his mistake. We had been playing The Waiting Game and he had cum without asking my permission. Truthfully, I found the fact that he had cum so fast convenient for now I would have good excuse to punish him. Not that I needed an excuse. I owned him completely, body, soul, mind and cock. He would have done anything for me.

I smirked disdainfully at his still dripping cock. “You do nothing without my permission,” I said. “Do you understand?” His breath was ragged when he answered me, “yes Aunt Jasmine.” “No,” I said. Today I am not going to be Aunt Jasmine. I am going to be Mistress Jasmine.”

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The Waiting Game Phonesex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 263

When he was younger, my nephew and I had played games together. But I knew that I was going to enjoy playing even more games with him now that he had become such a beautiful big boy. Oh yes, we now had so many more interesting games to play. For now we would begin with “The Waiting Game”

.I straddled my nephew, feeling his big cock stiffen beneath my pussy. My luscious big breasts were nearly in his face and he started to move his hands upward as though to squeeze them when I threaded my fingers through his dark hair and pulling his head back I forced his mouth open with my tongue. I began to grind my panty clad pussy against that delicious big bulge in his trousers and felt him grow even harder. I was enjoying this and really I would have fucked him there and then but I could not resist to tease him, to edge him, to make him ache with desire so much that it hurt.

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Beneath The Long Black Robe Phone Sex

MISTRESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639

He knelt before her, his eyes gazing up at her longingly. Her long blonde hair, pale skin and full red lips made a dramatic contrast against the black velvet of her long robe. She was illuminated by a strange fire that burnt within her. She spoke to him but though she did not whisper, he could not make out the words she spoke to him, though he was overwhelmed by a desperate desire to understand.

She gestured to him to come closer. He crawled toward her, frightened yet arousedDangerous, was the word that kept going through his head, dangerous. But that was part of the thrill, part of the irresistible appeal…the thing that at once told him to hold back and yet pushed him forward.

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Smoke Phonesex

JASMINE 844-332-2639 ext 262

Jasmine stands with her back to the fire, dark hair lit from behind, seemingly aflame. In a red dress she stands, the ever present cigarette in her hand. Sunk in chairs, legs crossed sitting on the floor, propped up against the wall, wherever she is, all our eyes hang fascinated upon her. Upon her face, her full lips, high cheekbones, hypnotic eyes and upon her perfect form.

The flames flicker; her half closed eyes waken to our mute appeal. As ever desire and the long drawn smoke of her cigarette weave about her,snakelike, slowly entwining her willowy frame; Around her neck it curls, she shudders, her eyes close. Ahh! Contentment! Power! Jasmine, who we know but will never truly know. Jasmine, the mysterious figure in the red dress.

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The Case of the Curious Clitoris Phonesex-Chapter 1

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“You have to relax now,” Rhianna said, her voice soft, yet commanding. “I’m going to insert two fingers.” Instinctively I dripped some warming lubricant onto her perfectly manicured fingers. “Give yourself to me,” she said. “I will have you. I. Will. Have. You.”

I watched as her fingers slowly massaged the clit of her latest client Maddy Lang, who Rhi affectionately nicknamed “Madame Curious Clit,” before entering her tight wet cunt. “How does that feel,” she asked. Her question was met with a groan of ecstasy. Naked from the waist down, perfect tits on display and kneeling between Maddy’s creamy thighs, Rhi said, “I’m going to kiss it now.”

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Mistress Rhianna’s Panty Slave Phone Sex

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“Come closer … closer,” I said in a sultry whisper. My creamy thighs parted exposing the silky soft black La Perla panties that covered my sweet, yet savory little honey pot.

“Close your eyes, let my scent wash over you.”

Oh Goddess, yes, you smell wonderful,” he exclaimed from where he knelt on the floor before me.

My hands exploring my body now, delicate fingers caressing, my juices flowing. “Do you see that little wet spot? That’s for you, that’s all for you.”

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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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It’s not everyday you find the Cuck Vixen of your Phonesex Dreams

It’s not everyday a horny-no limit Vixen has the desire to scratch your itch. I know that you live within your means. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have what it takes to push you over the edge. You ponder the fantasy of being owned, and cucked, swallowing and getting fucked..

Let Vixen Valerie take sudden control of all that seems too taboo. Admit my loser, It is sensually arousing to be owned by a dick bigger than any manhood you claim.

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