Slutty Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

One of my lovers picked me up and took me shopping this morning, leaving my hubby at home to do the house cleaning in his cute maid outfit.  My new lover always tells me how kinder I am. I’m much kinder than his old hag of a wife. Guys love how confident and sexy I look. My perfectly toned body helps me to appear like a Goddess to the average man. They see me as unattainable, aloof, or too hot to handle. I’ll let you in on a secret. Deep down, I’m a raunchy and eager slut!

You’ll become addicted to my lovely personality and endless devotion to pleasing you. Once I find a man that’s worthy of my love, I give it all to him. I hope sugar doesn’t make you sick because I am full of sweetness. I love making guys feel amazing. Everyone deserves to feel spoiled and cared for.

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Home-Wrecking Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

Look at you. Back here again. Another day cruising phonesex sites while your wife is out. Talking to me, of course. Your favorite Home-Wrecking Naomi. You are drooling over my perfectly toned Milf naked body. Fawning over another woman while she is gone is so much fun. Cheating on her is so exciting, isn’t it? You get pleasure out of jerking off to other sexier and hotter women than your wife.

I won’t tell as long as you please me. The risk is what excites you the most and makes you feel better knowing that you were able to get off and get away with it. Most women don’t like cheaters. It’s a good thing I am nothing like other women. I throw caution to the wind. Let my hair down and get down and dirty.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

Caught in a compromising position, of pussy out and fingers shoved deep in said pussy. Molly makes the quick decision to just go with the flow and see where this could lead. “Pardon my mess on the desk good sir.” Molly slowly pulls her fingers from her hole. “My momma raised a good girl and I always clean behind myself. Pulling her legs off the desk, Molly moves closer to the desktop. She makes sure to keep eye contact with him while lowering her head to the desktop. Molly leans down more and licks her cum off the desktop. Watching his Adam’s apple bob causes Molly pussy to start reviving itself. Molly stands up and picks the envelope holding the cleaning crew’s Holiday bonus. She leisurely ambles her way over to him. Looking to his name tag, “Carl, this is the cleaning crew’s Holiday Bonus.” She rubs the envelope across her chest, before handing it over to Carl. “Sorry that it’s a little wet. I didn’t realize how messy I can be.” With a wink to Carl, Molly backs away and moves towards the front of the desk.

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You come to me as a man, but I know what you really want. You want to be Regressed You into a Baby. This isn’t about roleplaying or having a scene. You want this literally, figuratively, and from someone who knows how to get into your mind and take you on this journey. You need someone who, just for a while, can take away all the weight of life’s responsibilities.

I’ll start with the man. Then, step by step, I will strip away the years. First, a younger man who had fewer responsibilities. You’ll slowly feel the weight of the older man fading away. But then we go deeper.

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Horny Housewife Elaine And The Hot Neighbor.

Elaine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 250

So, let me explain how I went from a horny housewife to a satisfied, cheating housewife. My hot, sexy neighbor is a young stud and a super sweet guy. He always helps around my house with things my husband lacks skills in. Turns out I’m one of those things. As I said, this all started with the hunk next door coming over with his tools…”Thanks for helping me out with this.” I bent down next to my neighbor. His head and arms were under my kitchen sink as he explored the problem.

I take a moment to enjoy the view. My husband is useless regarding my “Honey-Do” list. Therefore, it’s fortunate, that I have a neighbor who is well-equipped to tackle any list I might come up with. I need to put myself on that list – bet he could take care of me pretty good, too. “No problem, Elaine; I know your husband is away often, and I’m happy to help you out in his absence.” Holy crap! Did he just answer my thought? Nope, just my horny wishes running amuck…So, what was I thinking again?

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I am a sensation junkie. I love being touched, caressed, and stroked on every inch of my luscious body. So, Sensually Rocking Your World is sort of a hobby of mine. I know what feels good on the skin. I know what will make your goosebumps rise and your body shiver.

IWhat I want is to introduce you to all the erogenous zones on your body. We forget this, but your dick, asshole, and nipples are not your only playground. However, they are so fun to play with.  Your lips, inner thighs, lower abdomen, the nape of your neck, hell, even your earlobes are aching for attention.

Whether it’s a feather tickling the skin or a cold, weighted chain dragged across your back like a cool, slithering serpent. We will find all your sweet spots together.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Ugh, I love my tea parties with my girls. At least once a month, we all get together and gossip over imported teas, cakes, and cookies of all sorts. We dress up and make a whole day of it. It’s something I really look forward to. However, I had to take Little Johnny to today’s tea party.

Zoey was hosting today’s get-together, and she had the most adorable petit fours laid out on the table, along with so many other tasty desserts. Johnny dove right in before we ladies could even sit around the table. He scooped up one and shoved it into his mouth, to my horror. I snatched his wrist and turned him while shoving his face into the wall. Zoey and the girls audibly gasped at his lack of manners, and I pushed down his pants.

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You'll Be Writing Lines

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

*Long, dramatic, disappointed sigh.* Come here. What is this I’ve found in your room? A pair of boxers? Where did you get these? You know that Mommy only allows you to wear panties because why? Because your little sissy button is too small to be considered a penis. Only real men wear boxers; we both know you’ll never be a real man. I’ve had to repeat myself one too many times, and now you’ll be writing lines for punishment.

Get over here right now and drop your pants. Mommy will make you stand in front of the big picture window in the living room. The one that faces the street, you know which one I mean? You’ll wear only this tiny pink thong and write your lines.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I’m Dominant Mommy Miqala. I will become your safe place, your salvation, the escape you need from your everyday life. My mature, commanding voice voice will mesmerize you, control you, and allow you to surrender to me.  Because that is what you need, imagine it for a moment.

You will not have control, you won’t have to make any decisions, and your body and mind will surrender safely in my hands. That is what you need. No accountability, no responsibility. Just you and me having fun together as you enjoy my control. Continue reading “Dominant Mommy Miqala”

Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs”