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Caught Jacking By Me! Now you are My Slave

Caught JackingMy Best Friends Dad was Caught Jacking by me. Guess what I did? I made him my slave!

Katies Dad always flirted with me a bunch. He was one of those hot dads. Kenneth has a Great Body, and fun to flirt with. The best thing was his wife, Mrs. Daisy, didn’t care if he flirted. Whenever I would go and spend the night with Katie, secretly I wanted to seduce her dad. Id wear my skimpiest pj’s. Tiny see thru shorts, and Itty Bitty little tank tops with no bra. Catching him staring at me, would make my teeny thong wet.

I would constantly stare at him, trying to catch his gaze. Always indulging my oral fixation around him. Sucking on Lollies and Popsicles. I hurt My Ankle Playing Tag in the yard and had to miss softball practice. This Left me Alone with Mr. Kenneth. I sat in the living room vegging out. Then I heard a bunch of moaning from the spare bedroom. I got Up and hopped down the hall.

What I saw Standing in the doorway plays out when I finger myself to this day

Mr. Kenneth was on the edge of the bed, his shorts pulled down and he was jacking his hard fat cock so hard, watching porn. His eyes peered at me up over his tablet. “Oh Shit! Julie” He chunked the tablet and yanked his shorts up. The biggest grin spread across my face.

” Ohh Mr. Kenneth, I don’t think you should have been yanking on your man meat like that. Does Mrs. Daisy Know you watch those movies? ” I said looking shyly at the ground.

“Julie Honey, No Mrs. Daisy doesn’t know and she will be upset. That’s why we aren’t going to tell her, right? you don’t want to upset Mrs. Daisy or Katie do you?”

Convienantly My eyes began to water.

“Mr Ken, I dont think I can keep a secret like that, unless….” I wiped my tears

“Don’t Cry Julie! Unless…. Unless what Julie, tell me?” Mr. Kenneth said holding my face in his hands.

“Unless you do things like the ones that were on that movie” I said matter of factly.

“Oh Julie, you mean like kisses, down there?!?!? You want Mr. Ken to French kiss that sweet pussy? You want to kiss mr. Kens cock” Mr Kens hand ran down my body, and started rubbing my little mound, through my panties.

“Yes Mr. Ken, and I want it, whenever I want it”

“Yes Julie, whenever and wherever you want it” Mr Ken replied.

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Dirty Phone Sex Whore Ida NEEDS to hear you Moan and Cum!

Dirty Phone Sex

The best thing about Dirty Phone Sex Whore is that when I miss you, I can just easily hear you cum and moan right into my ear, my pussy starts dripping wet. 

It is like you are right there next to me, jerking off and cumming everywhere. 

Oh baby, it’s like I can feel your cock pulsing in my hands. Just from hearing your cock erupt your hot, gooey liquid.

Being able to listen to you out of breath and moaning my name while I instruct you to jerk yourself off faster and harder.

You don’t know how bad I need to hear you cum.

The only thing that matters to me is making sure you release a fat load everywhere. Give me what I want, baby, cum for me!

 

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Sensual Phone Sex with Sweet Little Lia!

Sensual Phone Sex

 

Nothing compares to the slow burn of sensual phone sex done right.

Like when we start all soft and sweet, asking how your day was. You’re asking me about myself, but I can hear you unzipping your jeans on the other end.

Listening to you talking so sweetly to me is making me wet, but hearing the faint slickness of you stroking your cock to my voice is only making me wetter.

Knowing how much cum is going to come shooting out of you at any moment. I’m waiting in anticipation until I get to hear your moan and groan in my ear.

Our sensual words to each other intertwine as we both Cum at the same time. Nothing feels as good as talking to you and ending the night with your voice in my head.

 

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Nasty phone sex tease Tasha wants your cum!

nasty phone sex

Who’s ready for a nasty phone sex story from a kinky, young whore?!

I just got railed by my step dad for the millionth time.

Every time he bends me over and rams his big dick in me, I think of that first time.

Teasing him had become like an obsession to me.

My only goal was to seduce him and drain his balls!

Every day I planned out my outfits specifically to make his cock throb.

My skirts got shorter and shorter by the day.

I would roll them up to make sure my cute, little bubble butt hung out.

Any chance that I could, I would bend over in front of him, showing off my hot, little pussy and sexy ass.

Whenever we were around each other, I would brush up against him.

One day, he said that he needed to talk to me.

He told me that the way I dressed was too revealing and that I needed to cover up.

That’s when I knew that my plan was working.

I stood up and pulled my top down, exposing my perky little titties.

He tried to act normal but his eyes were glued to my chest.

His cock bulged out of his pants when I started jumping up and down, making them bounce and jiggle.

I pinched and rubbed my nipples and started talking about how good it felt.

“Daddy, this is making me so wet and horny!” I moaned.

He was busy trying to hide the fact that his cock was as hard as a rock!

I reached down to rub my cunt but before I could, he was on top of me.

My clothes were ripped off as fast as he could snatch them away.

His fat, stiff cock plunged into my cunnie and stretched me as he started thrusting.

He slammed my horny, little pussy and filled me with so much cum!

That’s was the first time he fucked me and I still take his dick to this day!

I’ve taken hundreds of cocks but step daddy’s big dick is the best!

Live Phone Sex with Kiya Teasing Your Deepest Darkest Urges

Live Phone Sex

I hear your voice and it hits me instantly… My body is already reacting before we even start. Live Phone Sex tonight, and my pussy is soaked with anticipation. I stand under the dim light, my fingers brushing over my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons. Beneath, my red lingerie clings tight, daring, teasing, and I can feel how much I want you already.

I bite my lip, whispering, “Do you like this?” letting my voice drip with mischief. I feel my nipples harden against the lace, my stomach tightening as your fingers trace me, even from a distance. Every touch, every brush, every imaginary caress makes me hotter, wetter, hungrier for you.

I slip my blouse off, letting it fall to the floor. The red lingerie glows under the soft light, hugging every curve of me, and I can feel your eyes devouring me. My hands move over myself, teasing, daring you to react. I shiver when I think about how horny I get whenever you touch me, imagining your hands on me, pulling me closer, making me moan quietly into the phone.

I sway my hips slowly, letting the skirt shift teasingly, letting the lace straps brush over my shoulders just enough to tempt you. “Do you like watching me?” I whisper, my voice low and heavy, letting the teasing build. I feel heat spreading through me with every imagined touch, every flicker of your presence.

I arch my back, pressing into the lingerie, every curve highlighted, letting my breath hitch and my voice grow sultry. I’m dripping with need, desperate for your attention, loving how much power you have over me. I tease you with my words, my pauses, my soft moans, letting the tension stretch, knowing exactly how turned on you are by it.

By the time I pull back, I’m trembling, dripping, and soaked with desire, my red lingerie clinging perfectly, and I leave you burning with want. I know you’ll be thinking of me, imagining every touch, every whisper, every teasing moan long after the call ends. And I can’t wait for the next time you touch me, make me shiver, and watch me get even hornier for you Daddy.

Mean Phone Sex Kiya Degrades You With Her Dirty Hungry Mouth

Mean Phone SexYou text that you’re outside the hotel, and I answer annoyed, dripping impatience. This is Mean Phone Sex, I remind you coldly, the only reason I agreed to meet after you vanished, because punishment feels better when you’re already desperate.

I tell you to stay in your car while I check in, voice sharp enough to cut. I let you hear my heels snap across the lobby, slow and deliberate, each step a reminder that you wasted my time and now you’ll pay for every second you owe me, and I’m already annoyed, already wet with attitude and zero patience.

I lock the hotel room door and lean against it, finally alone, finally in control. I describe the bed waiting untouched, then tell you it stays that way until you behave. Your apology bores me. I want hunger, obedience, your voice breaking while mine stays calm and cruel. I want you squirming downstairs, hard, needy, thinking about what my mouth does when I’m mad and aching without permission, stupidly obsessed.

I pace the room slowly, telling you exactly where I’m standing, what I’m wearing, how bored I look. I talk about my mouth, dirty and impatient, how it punishes when ignored. I let my voice go wet, then yank it back, laughing when you groan. I know you’re touching yourself already, pathetic, shaking, waiting for permission I won’t give yet because I like control, money, and your complete surrender tonight.

I remind you that neglect costs money, and you always pay best when you feel small. I tell you to picture me on the bed, legs spread, still dressed, deciding your fate. I degrade you carefully, aggressively, until your breathing stutters and you beg. I want you humiliated, hard, imagining my mouth using you, not caring how desperate you sound while I count your money, your silence, your obedience upstairs.

I sit on the edge of the bed and tell you to come upstairs, but not yet. Waiting hurts you more than denial. I describe what happens when you knock, how my hands grab, how my mouth takes, mean and starving, because you earned punishment. I promise nothing gentle, only teeth, saliva, control, and my anger focused completely on you when you finally stand in front of me, shaking, owned.

I hang up and leave you sweating in the car, wallet ready, ego wrecked. When you come up, you won’t ask questions. You’ll hand over the money and your control. This hotel room isn’t for comfort; it’s for correction. By the time I’m done, you’ll know exactly who you belong to tonight. I smile, satisfied, already planning how to use your body, your need, your devotion, without mercy until you leave emptied, addicted, poorer, grateful, silent, obedient, aching, smiling, mine.

Ageplay Phone Sex with Lia is barely legal!

Ageplay Phone Sex

 

I’m a professional Ageplay Phone Sex whore, so let me be your little one, and you can do whatever you want to me. 

Let me be your nasty little slut who can’t say no to your thick, girthy cock.

Pound my cute little asshole until I’m screaming out your name.

Tell me how much I deserve this punishment for being a nasty little bad girl. I

know you want to shut me up really bad, so why don’t you face fuck me until all your cum and my spit is dripping down my chin?

Don’t stop until I’m gagging on your thick member and begging you to stop.

But I guess that’s just what I get for being Daddy’s bad girl. 

 

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I need to hear your Nastiest, Dirty Phone Talk tonight!

Dirty Phone Talk

 

I want to hear your dirty phone talk. Actually, the nastier and dirtier the better for me.

I get so turned on when I get to hear all about your depraved fantasies and kinks, and nothing gets my pussy wetter than a man telling me all the fucked up shit he would do to me and all my friends. 

Maybe you would keep us as sex slaves? Or make us suck your cock day or night, whenever you want. Make us just your little fuck holes you get to control. Absolutely dominate us, Daddy, and do whatever your cock wants to do to us.  

You could even breed us and make us good little housewives for you.  Whatever your cock wants!

Tell me, Baby, what is something you’ve always wanted to do, and let me bring your dreams to life for you.

 

 

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Dirty Phone Sex is The Best New Year Resolution Ever

Dirty Phone Sex is what this nasty little coed has in store for you.

In my most dominant ways, I wish you a filthy New Year full of dirty Girl Gemini. With a tight, coed body built for sin, and a mouth that never shuts up about cock.
While everyone else resolves to hit the gym or eat clean, I’m here whispering the dirtiest resolution straight into your ear: call me every night and let me ruin you with filthy phone sex until you’re addicted.

Dirty Phone Sex is What Allows You To Get Freaky

Fireworks pop outside, but the real explosion happens when I answer in my breathy, bratty voice. Truth is I resolve to be your personal cum dumpster, daddy. But first, tell me how hard your cock is now.

First, I’m describing how I’m sprawled on my bed in nothing but thigh-high socks, legs spread wide, fingers plunging deep into my shaved, dripping pussy.
Next the wet squelching sounds fill your ear as I fuck myself harder, moaning your name.

“I’m such a nasty little slut for you,” gasping.

Now I want you to stroke that thick dick while I tell you how I’d crawl across your desk and gobble down that dick—gagging, drooling, mascara running down my face while students walk by
Want me to get nastier?

Dirty Phone Sex

Now I beg you to imagine bending me over my desk, spanking my perky ass red. Then slamming balls-deep into my tight cunt until I squirt all over your shaft.

Next, I describe the creamy mess , then flip over and demand you paint my pretty college-girl face with rope after thick rope of hot cum.

Then I whimper “Feed it to me,”. and  “Make me swallow every drop like the greedy whore I am.

”My voice cracks as I cum hard on the call—screaming, pussy clenching around my fingers, begging you to join me.

You explode seconds later, grunting my name while I coo every filthy encouragement.
When we’re both panting, I giggle softly.

Best resolution ever, right? Call me tomorrow night, Daddy. This nasty freak needs another load to swallow.
Make it yours. Dial now. I’m already wet waiting.

Mean Phone Sex Worker will degrade & emasculate you.

Mean Phone Sex

 

 

I love being a mean phone sex worker. Someone who can make you cum hard, make you feel worthless even harder. 

I listen first, learn how you breathe, learn what makes you edge yourself, since I won’t let you cum.

Then I tease you gently and pull the rug out from under you. I flirt, laugh, and remind you how easy it is for me to flip a switch and treat you like the worthless piece of shit you are. You are nothing more than a walking dildo that I can use at my disposal.

I build you up just enough by showering you with my love, just to make the drop feel sharper when I make you watch a man with a bigger dick than yours fuck me.

I tell you what you crave to hear, then take it away at the perfect moment.

Like when I said your cock was perfect, but you saw what a 13-inch cock can do to me, and that you have never come close to making me scream like that. Your pathetic cock could never.

 

 

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