Willow’s Saturday Spankings for a Naughty Girl Phone Sex

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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

Oh, you know how much I love to be spanked. Especially when I’ve been such a naughty girl. And I’m almost always naughty. I need to be disciplined and nothing teaches me a lesson like some hard spankings on my bare bottom. As you take me and lay me across your lap, I giggle because I can feel your hard daddy cock pressing against my tummy and I know that the tables are about to be turned.

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I’m every woman phone sex

~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~

It’s true; I am every woman for you!.  Role play is one of my favorite things to do.  A few are:

Secretary, next door neighbor, wife’s best friend, bridesmaid, boss, school teacher, librarian, babysitter, sister, wrestler, sister-in-law, cousin, best friend’s girlfriend or wife, abducted……

Don’t see one you’d like to try?  Touch base with me in chat or drop me an e-mail.

~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~

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Holiday Humps From Grandpa Family Ageplay Phonesex

My big brother and I made it to the party, my ass still sore from the spankings he gave me. He also teased me by rubbing my little clit and forcing me to blow him the entire car ride from our apartment to Uncle Jay’s. Even after we had parked out front, Jake fucked my little teen face until he deposited his huge load deep into my throat; then he lifted my dress and smacked my pussy a couple times through my crotch-less lace panties, eliciting moans from his slutty submissive younger sister. “Behave in there,” Jake warned me, kissing me passionately before allowing me to leave the car. I turned to wait for him to exit the vehicle, but he instead peeled out of the driveway and sped off.

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Memories Lead To Mom’s Greatest Present Phonesex

Sadie            1-844-332-2639 ext. 222

I have a surprise for you mom! I think you are going to love it!” My son met me at the door when I came home from work. I loved when he was this excited about anything. He pulled me by the hand into the living room and sat me on the couch and said that he had transferred all our home movies on to a DVD from the old VHS cassettes. He pushed the button and I saw all my old memories come to life. Birthdays, holidays, days at the pool and vacations from when he was a little boy up through his graduation and first days of college. I wiped the tears from my eyes as I cuddled him so proud of what a man he had become.

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Uncle Touchy Loves Me Age-Play Phonesex, Part 3

No one loves their uncle like I love mine. He isn’t as mean or controlling as my Daddy, but rather sweet and endearing. He doesn’t treat me like some little whore, he treats me like his little princess. My uncle never used me like a selfish pervert and then vanished until he needed another fix—he makes physical efforts to show me that he loves me, and that I could trust him. No matter how young and naive I was, I was showered with an abundance of aftercare; snuggles, kisses, body rubs, and kind words. Some might say that my uncle was sick in the head, but I would say he loved me more than anything.

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Bestie’s Daddy Luvs Lexi’s Extreme Ageplay Phonesex

It’s not my fault I sleep over and he spies on me all the time. Sometimes I catch him peeping when I’m changing in her room. Sometimes he lets us go swimming late, then he likes helping us peel our bathing suits off. I know he probably touches on my bestie’s bald fuck holes. But I liked being the center of attention when I came over and he definitely treats me like one of his own. He knew I was a cock tease. He could tell by the way I dressed so provocatively, for such a young sweet smile and bubble butt. And how I would always take my time walking in after cheer, with my tight spanks sticking to my sweaty teen ass. I loved making him drool.

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Uncle Touchy Loves Me Age-Play Phonesex, Part 2

“You don’t want the scary pants monster to hurt me, do you, Josie?” My uncle asked, groaning as he squeezed his eight-inch dick. I swallowed my fears and shook my little head—I loved my uncle, and I didn’t want this monster to hurt him! If it meant I had to give it kisses, then so be it!

I licked my small, puffy lips and planted a tiny kiss at the head. Precum dribbled out, and at the time I thought the monster was drooling out of hunger. I remembered thinking how salty and thick it was, but that I didn’t want to stop tasting it.

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Brotherly Love Phone Sex

Suzie (844-332-2639)  Ext 263

I don’t know why people look at me so innocently if they only knew the half of it! I can’t help that at a young age my brother and I would have lots of naughty fun. My sweet spot has always yearned to be touched and played with

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Uncle Touchy Loves Me Age-Play Phonesex, Part 1

As you know, the men in my family get off on asserting themselves on their wives, daughters, etcetera. What no one knows—no one except my big brother Jake, of course—is the true identity of the man who first began to teach me naughty things.

That man was my uncle—the lessons began early, and they started small. He had me sit on his lap while he watched some very lewd pornography, his hands rubbing my little body as he told me that one day he would do the same things to me that we saw done to those girls. They always looked so unhappy and grossed out—I never understood why. I loved spending time with my Uncle, and it made me excited to think I could make him as happy as the men in those movies!

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Can’t judge a book by it’s cover Phone Sex

Lori

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Here’s a perfect example of the fact you can’t judge a book by it’s cover.  Looking at me you would think I am just the everyday middle-aged housewife.

The faint redness in my eyes should tell you I may drink a bit too much.  Smelling the cigarette smoke on my clothing would tell you I smoke too much.  The smile may tell you that I am very friendly but it’s usually a smirk instead.

There is way more than any of that about me.

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