As a dominant mommy, I love to engage men’s sensual fantasies. And men have all kinds. But for a woman like me with 6 offspring, and 6 step grand angels, well I get the minds of men swirling. Many men are panty obsessed. My panties, teen girl panties, even schoolgirl panties. And I get it. Panties of little girls smell like little girl puss. Sweet. Panties of adult women smell musky like women but also feel good on. Added bonus, I guess.
I have a neighbor who loves my little girls. Although he never says anything to me or does anything suggestive to them, a mother knows. I see the way he looks at them. And I see him shift his pants. Sometimes, he gives them presents. He’s a rich porn producer like my late husband. But I do not think they every knew each other. My neighbor moved in after my husband died. But he knows of him. And he knows me from my brief porn career.
Times are tough. Although I do my best to be frugal with money, I have a lot of mouths to feed. And perverts are not calling my phone sex site like they once did before tariff wars. But I am scrappy. And resourceful. I supported myself on the streets as a teen runaway. And I can support my family too in tough times. I invited my neighbor over for our 4th of July BBQ. Little ones in the pool, us getting to talk and share adult beverages, led me to be bold.
Everything Has a Price, Even Jailbait Pussy
I dangled my youngest step granddaughter in front of him and whispered in his ear, “Name your price.” He looked at me incredulously like he could not believe what I said to him. So, I added, “money is tight, you would be helping us out.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of large bills. Then he told me to name my price.
And I went high thinking he would settle on a few grand less, but he did not squabble over the price. In fact, he excused himself to go next door and get more money. While he did that, I dressed my youngest angel into something provocative for him and ate her pussy to get it wet. When he came back, he took my angel to bed in her room. Although I wanted to be there and watch, he wanted alone time with his rent a daughter. And for what he paid me to fuck her, I would give him the house for the night if he asked, LOL.
This taboo phone sex mommy may have a new sugar daddy. His money alone could support us. He told me he makes a passive income of a million a month off residuals and annuities. I don’t have a head for business. Well, not that kind of business, LOL. He loved fucking my littlest angel. And he promised me the same amount of money weekly for an hr. date with her. I agreed. His money is the windfall we need. Don’t judge. You know if you had his kind of money, you would buy schoolgirl pussy too.
You thought I didn’t know you were there, but I heard you come into the room. I just didn’t care. I was too busy serving the black meat. Then you started to make it into a thing, but quickly got corrected. They didn’t even say anything to you, and I just had to flash you that look. You stayed in the doorway with your cock in your hand.
