Easter is for taboo phone sex. Holidays bring out the perverts in the world. I am not just talking about the phone. I had a dirty daddy wannabe call me last night not on my phone sex line, but my home line. He was a friend of my late husband. A fellow pervert who used to travel to Thailand for young pussy because the age of consent is much younger there. Max was not as lucky as my husband. He could never find a woman like me to marry him and give him a bunch of fuck trophies for home use. You can find a woman like me, but you must look for a woman who needs saving. I was a jailbait hooker living in hostels and no tell motels. When my husband took me from the streets of LA to a mansion in Malibu, I would have agreed to anything because I was so grateful. Anyway, Max wanted to spend Easter with us. He paid me a hell of a lot of money for a family phone sex experience. He brought Easter baskets for every boy and girl, even my older offspring who he had no interest in fucking. Max is a nice man, but he likes the little schoolgirls and boys. Can you relate? Each one of my grand angels and my offspring got candy and very generous gift cards to their favorite stores. We had a nice meal, then daddy Max had fun with my step grandsons and grand girls. Daddy Max has this belief that at a certain age you cannot tell the girls from the boys when you look at them from behind. He is a gentle daddy. He sucked little dicks and ate little pussies before he fucked tiny holes. He is like many of my daddy phone sex callers. Just wants a family of his own. I made it happen for him. He told me he would be back for more family fun. Daddy Max is welcome anytime. He spoils everyone in my brood, me included.