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Dirty Phone Sex Stories

dirty phone sexDirty phone sex stories are plentiful with me. My entire life has been dirty. And let me tell you, it is even dirtier now that I am locked up like a caged animal. I get the reasoning behind it, but it does but a crimp in my dirty lifestyle. Our governor has limited social interaction considerably and shut everything down. We can’t even leave the state. I snuck a guy into the house late last night. Neighborhood watch has gotten all big brother on me and is reporting strangers going in and out of houses. I just had to be smarter than neighborhood watch. I met Ron at the grocery store and had him lie down in the back seat of my car. Once we were in the garage, no one would know I smuggled a man into the house. Not for me, but for my little granddaughters.  Well, kind of for me. The money he was willing to pay to fuck some jailbait pussy will help me keep food on the table. I met him on the darknet. We started a hot P conversation about young bald pussy and what feeds them best. He made me an offer and maybe if the world was not amid a global pandemic, I would have passed on a stranger fucking my grand girls. Desperate times and all lol. I gave my angels a little Benadryl concoction before bed. That way they were more amenable to being force fucked. I got the money upfront. Cash only. I don’t trust any other kind of payment. It was hot to watch him fuck my grand girls. He was rougher than most men would be, but he paid extra for that. They did cry and their pussies did look long for the wear, but I made some much needed rainy day money. I will whore them out again because it looks like a rainy month ahead of us.


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