HONEY 1-844-332-2639, extension 300

Black titty overload is what I have in store for you. Huge tits have been your fantasy and now I can make it your reality. But I may just be too much for you. Just look at me. This body is built for things that you just can’t measure up to. But, that doesn’t stop you from dreaming, does it?

If you really want a high maintenance female, you will need to make a substantial investment. A queen like me knows her worth and I definitely don’t waste my valuable time on cheap losers. I look out for and take care of myself. That’s because I know what high value I bring to any situation.

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Sweet Lovin’ Kayla 1844-332-2639 ext 357

I’m craving a slippery titty fuck. I’m lying here on my couch by the phone, massaging my breasts. Just manhandling the soft, round globes of my tits. My peaked nipples are so sensitive when I drag my fingertips over the little buds. My eyes close, and all I can imagine is you.

I see you walking toward me while releasing your hard cock from your pants. It’s so thick and swollen it almost looks like you’re ready to cum before you even get to me. I’d tilt my chin up and turn my shoulders so you can slap your heavy cock against my propped-up tits.

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Katrina 844-332-2639 ext409

My first time with a girl was with my best friend, Jessie. We grew up next door to each other our whole lives. Jessie and me  did everything together. We were inseparable as best friends are. Every weekend, my parents would watch Jessie, and we would have a sleepover or vice versa. There was no sleep going on at these sleepovers, especially once we were teenagers. It was all talk of boys or us playing truth or dare, mainly dare.

While one night, Jessie decided to dare me to kiss her, which I did. It was then that I realized I wanted more than just a kiss. I wanted to kiss my way down Jessie’s body, lick and suck on her breasts feel her nipples harden under my mouth. Slide my fingers into her tight pussy and finger her. I wanted to taste her pussy juices. It was also when I realized I was bi. Continue reading “My First Time With Jessie”

 

Kayla Cumsalot 184433CANDY EXT 357

The afternoon was still warm enough for catching some rays of the sunshine poolside, even if I didnt plan on getting wet. I don’t dare go into the water unless it’s heated, which the pool in my community is not! But I can always use some extra kisses from the sun. I slipped out of my lace cover and laid it over the lounge chair. A quick peek around told me not many others would be joining me today. Most people are off at work or running errands. Even if they weren’t, not many Vegas peeps would join this New Hampshire girl at the pool this time of year anyhow. They lock themselves inside once the temperature drops below eighty degrees Fahrenheit.

Feeling brave in the quietness, I laid on my belly and untied the top of my golden BIKINI. One hand held my BREASTS as I pulled the top from under me and let it drop to the cement. A soft breeze brushed across my back and made me feel SEXY. Like the gentle touch of a LOVER had just CARESSED me.

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Carrie 1 844-332-2639ext 214

I am laying in bed chatting up with my friend Evelyn, beautiful sexy, and sincere. Sexy Evelyn Phonesex

Our sex is super hot. She’s older than me, so more experienced. I give it my all to make sure I please her.

Rubbing her body as we cuddle. It makes me crave her even more.

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BRITNEY 1-844-332-2639 EXT 405

The Finale 

Reaching down, I spread her cunt lips and then start to rub her clit. I bite her neck and kiss it, causing her nipples to pop out even more. Delicious Part 3 Samantha Phonesex

Rubbing until I feel her just about cream in my hand. I then stop and let her go and turn around and start to rinse off.

She giggles. She slaps my ass and then takes the showerhead from my hand.

I wrap the towel around myself and hang the towel up, and then she grabs the same towel and dries herself.

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Thinking back to my days as a camp counselor, my pussy starts dripping. I remember one night after all the campers were settling, the other staff and I went down to the lake out of the cabins’ earshot. We always went down there on a Friday night to let loose. One Time At Camp Phonesex

Shawn went into town earlier and grabbed all sorts of drinks for us. He was already there waiting, talking to Stacey. There are 4 male staff and five women, the intentions of the night were unknown, but I was hoping that I wasn’t the only one thinking about having a threesome. We began to drink and listen to music into the night. One Time At Camp Phonesex

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You told me you are into something different. I inquired what it was. You said you wanted to be my finsub. I thought about it for a while. All the pros and cons. That would come along with it. And how much energy it would take. Finsub for Ella.

First you changed your mind. And blocked me for no reason. I ended up forgetting about you. Then seven months later you apologize and ask me to give you another chance. I didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of thinking you won if I agreed. Continue reading “Finsub for Ella PhonesSex”

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It was a hot afternoon, I mean really hot. The sun was blazing down from the sky like the proverbial motherfucker. Emma my sissyslut sidekick was behind the wheel fumbling through the radio stations looking for some road trip tunage. “Ooh,” she said stopping on the opening strains of “It’s Raining Men” by The Weather Girls. “I just love this one. Don’t you Rhi?”

I was like “nah,” and switched the radio off. “I’d rather listen to cum dry,” I said out of the corner of my mouth. “Oh such a spoiled sport,” Emma said before continuing to blather on. “Did you know that song was co-written by Paul Shaffer of SNL and David Letterman fame?” I didn’t know nor did I care, but rather then tell Emma that, I pointed out that we were running low on fuel and should look to stop for a fill-up. After a few more miles and more inane trivia…

 we spotted a small gas-station that looked like something out of 1970’s slasher film. 

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