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Cum Shots on Tits Like Mine Make a Dick in my mouth look Fine

Cum on tits Cum Shots on tits Like mine make a dick in my mouth, pussy and ass look even better. I’m a filthy gutter slut, that loves to get all my holes stretched out. Finishing off with the prettiest pearl necklace is my prize. Shooting that love juice all over my face, neck and tits makes me go absolutely bonkers. Ill suck the soul right out of you, and keep sucking while you are sensitive to drive you crazy.

I had a helluva time this past weekend.

An old friend of mine that I’ve known since back in the day reconnected with me on social media. We decided we would get together for drinks. Well we all know where that led. I brought him back to my house to see if that rod was as good as I remember it being. Baybeeee, It was better!

Anthony picked my ass up and sat me on my bathroom counter. Pulling my panties to the side, his tongue wiggled and jiggled my horny little clit. Eating my pussy until I left my sticky sweet pussy cream all in his mouth. Then it was my turn, I thought. Anthony had different plans, he had me bend over my hands gripping the tub, and he slid in so deep.

“Is this it?!? Is This whatchu wanted Dix?”” He growled.

“I’ve missed this fuckin pussy!” He said whilst fucking the shit out of me. His hand pulled my ass cheeks apart and his thumb played with my asshole. “Mmm, Baby I’m getting close” I tore my pussy away from him. Dropped down to my knees, and starting sucking his cock like it owed me money. Id alternate between my wet warm mouth, licking lapping and sucking deep. Then I’d go to my hand and really pump his cock, work him over with my fist. With thie biggest grin on my face I said…

“”Is this what you missed, Tony? Cum all over me, Shoot that Spunk… I want it!!”

Anthony started swelling, and his cock lost all retention. Cum spurted all over these beautiful tits, my neck and face. I Licked every single droplet up.

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Slavery Phone Sex Keeps a Bitch in Her Place

slavery phone sexSometimes a soccer mom needs slavery phone sex. It can help keep her in line. At least that’s what my drug dealer told me. Last week I heard about the severe weather forecast. And I knew that meant my boys likely would not need to go to school for a few days if not the entire week. And if I become snowed in with two horny teenage boys, I require more cocaine than normal. But my drug dealer really made me work for it this time.

I arrived dressed as he requested. Mostly naked with a dog collar around my neck, nipple clamps on my nipples and ankle restraints. Plus, he asked that I bring my biggest dildo. So, I did. But I’ve never used it because it’s fucking huge. Honestly, I did not think my holes could take this dildo’s girth. Many years ago, somebody gave it to me as a gag gift. And I don’t mean as a joke. I mean literally a gag gift. I told this guy no cock could ever make me gag. So, he bought this dildo just to prove that something did exist that could make me gag.

In hindsight, I should’ve brought a smaller dildo. Marcus would not know that I did not consider it my biggest dildo. Me bad. When I tried to suck it, I almost puked. A drugs phone sex mommy does everything possible to score a fix. Including gagging on a dildo designed more for King Kong or Godzilla.

Some Things Appear Even Too Big for My Ass

I thought I would be okay if he wanted to see me sucking on that thing. But of course, he wanted to see more. He wanted that thing up my ass. Although I am an anal whore, I never inserted anything that big ever in any of my holes. Surprisingly, with a lot of lube and a lot of patience, I got most of it inside of me. But it did seem like a tree trunk fucked my ass instead of a big fat dildo.

Thankfully, he fed me coke as I tried to work that monster dildo into my ass. And I guess thanks to lots of anal experiences, my asshole gapes wider than the average soccer mom. Although I think I got more than the average person could get in their asshole, I did not take it all the way to the base. It felt like Marcus planted his two fists deep inside of me. My sons would know I did something quite extreme for my coke this time.

Marcus got the show he wanted, an extreme anal penetration show, and mommy earned her cocaine. Although I hope it will last this week of bad weather, I’m not sure. Usually, my ass hurts because somebody gave me a hardcore ass fucking. But now it hurts because I crammed it full of the biggest dildo I’ve ever owned. Perhaps I need to just destroy this thing since it destroyed my asshole.

Spanking Phone Sex For Naughty Bad Boys

Spanking Phone SexIf Spanking phone sex tickles your fancy then you should tell me. I too, Like being on the other end of stern hand from time to time. Naughty boys make me wet, correcting them while they lay splayed across my lap makes this cunt cum. So the real question is, are you a naughty boy?

Id love to have you on all 4’s over my lap. My soft hand circling your anxious bum. While I tell you all the reasons you shouldn’t be such a naughty fuck. Meanwhile, I’m tugging on your dick with my free hand. I’d bet you would like that…

Close enough to smell my leaking cunt’….

I used to have this neighbor that watched me all the time. Jim. His Gaze was always on me, Especially when I would be sunning out beside the pool. Jim had a Family. I would go outside and moments later there was Jim. He couldn’t keep his eyes off me. I became acquainted with his wife and got familiar with their schedule.

On Wednesdays, she would take the children to church and Jim didn’t attend. Right after the car pulled out of the drive I would call him. I told him My bathroom pipes were leaking and ask that he please come over and help me. Jim cam to the rescue, and made his way into my home, and into my bedroom.

I was waiting for Jim wearing sexy lingerie, sitting on my bed. This is How I addressed him:

“I know you like to watch me out by the pool. I’ve noticed your attention always seems to make me the main focus. Get undressed Jim. It is in your very best interest to disrobe and take what is coming to you, I don’t think Dear old Debbie would like to know that her husband is a cheating pervert that Lusts over her new friend, and found his way into that friends home to try and force himself upon her. ”

Jims clothes came off.

I directed him over my lap. Hard as a brick dick protruding, and poking me, leaking knob against my thigh. I spanked while I tugged gently on his cock. Telling him what a naughty boy he was for always watching me. When he had a perfectly Good Wife with perfectly good holes to fuck like mad. Did he expect I’d ask him in and allow him to fuck my holes? Being the bad boy that he was!!!!

Needless To say with a reddened ass, and a vulnerable attitude, Jim’s mojo was left all over my lap.

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Sensual Domination Phone Sex with Mika Long BBC Tranny Tease

Sensual Domination Phone Sex

I hear you breathing, imagine it… shaky, desperate, waiting for me to take control. Sensual Domination Phone Sex isn’t just words; it’s a game, and I play it hard. I can feel your pulse through the line, hear the little gasps you try to hide, and it makes me smile. You think you can handle me? Baby, you’re already mine.

I take my time, letting my voice stretch out, dragging your thoughts wherever I want. My long BBC teases through every fantasy you dare imagine. You imagine me inside you all day long, and that’s what makes it worse because you’re super anxious to release your sperm everywhere thinking of how it makes you feel in the moment. You’re trapped by your mind and my words, and I know exactly how to bend you. You want to obey. You want to beg. And I’m going to make sure you do both.

I’m not gentle. I’m not here to play safe. I like rich, eager men who think they can handle a tease like me. Their hesitation makes it fun. Their desire makes it intense. Every syllable I whisper, every command I give, pushes you closer to that edge you can’t resist. I’m in control, and you’re nothing without me.

I laugh softly when you try to resist, imagining your eyes wide, your body tensing. That’s my favorite part… watching you fight the pull of me, knowing it’s useless. You crave my power. You crave my strength. I give nothing willingly; you have to earn every second of attention I allow. My teasing is precise, deliberate, meant to drive you wild without ever letting go completely.

You’re imagining the feel of me, my hands, my long cock, the way I dominate your mind before your body even reacts. Every command I give, every moan I let slip, it’s all for you… if you follow me. My words are chains, binding you to me, and you’re loving it. You can’t escape, and you don’t want to.

I slow down just to see you strain for me, to hear the frustration, the need. That tension is my playground. I push, I pull, I take, I tease. You’re utterly consumed by me. By my voice. By my control. By the knowledge that I am Mika… and I decide exactly how far you go.

When we finally end, you’ll remember everything. The way my words dragged you, the way my presence dominated, and the impossible craving for more. You’ll remember that I am not just a tease… I am in command. I am power. I am the fantasy you never knew you wanted until I took it. And you’ll come back, because you need me.

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Blackmail Phone Sex

I never sound rushed when you call. You like that about me. It tells you I’m in control before I even say your name. Blackmail Phone Sex isn’t about desperation, it’s about precision, and you respond the moment my voice settles into your ear.

You speak carefully, the way men like you always do. Calm, measured, practiced. You’re used to being listened to, respected, deferred to. With me, you don’t need to perform. You just need to listen, and that alone loosens something deep inside you.

I remind you, gently, that discretion is our language. You don’t call me for noise or chaos. You call me because I understand silence, and how much it costs you to protect it. I hold that knowledge with elegance, not cruelty, and that’s why you trust me.

I don’t ask questions you can’t answer. I give instructions you’re relieved to follow. Each word is chosen, deliberate, designed to guide you into stillness. You don’t feel exposed. You feel seen, and that feeling keeps you exactly where I want you.

I describe myself with confidence, never rushing, letting your imagination do the work. I know you prefer suggestions over spectacle. Power doesn’t need to shout. It settles, waits, and then takes its place without resistance.

You breathe differently when I speak about obedience. Not as something forced, but as something earned. You spend your days deciding outcomes. With me, you get to release that weight. I tell you when to relax, when to focus, when to give in to the truth you keep neatly folded away.

I never threaten you. I don’t need to. The dynamic is already established, balanced perfectly between desire and restraint. You know I decide the pace, the tone, the ending. That certainty is what draws you back.

You listen closely as I explain how good it feels to surrender without consequence. How relief can exist alongside control. How obedience, in this space, is private and complete. You don’t interrupt. You never do.

By the time I lower my voice, you’re exactly where I want you, steady and quiet. I remind you that this version of yourself is safe with me, contained within the boundaries I set. You follow them willingly.

When the call ends, nothing looks different around you. The room is still calm, orderly, and composed. Only you know what shifted. Tomorrow, you’ll return to your world unchanged. Tonight, you obeyed fully, and that remains between us.

 

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Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex

I watch you cross my threshold, your eyes wide, trembling just slightly… and I know exactly how much control I have over you tonight. Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex isn’t about pressure… It’s about curiosity, desire, and seeing just how far you’ll let me take you. Every step toward me is your choice, but the look on your face tells me you’re already hooked on my dominance.

I circle you slowly, letting my gaze roam over every reaction, every twitch, every shiver. “Kneel,” I commanded, voice sharp and low. You obey immediately, eager, hungry, completely aware that following me is the only way to truly feel alive. I can see the tension coil tight in your chest, the mixture of fear and excitement flooding your body… and it drives me wild.

“Don’t forget why you’re here,” I whisper, letting my words curl around your imagination. I describe in detail exactly what I expect, teasing you with the anticipation of contact, the imagined sensation of my control over you. Every gasp, every flinch, every shiver fuels the scene we’ve agreed to explore together. You respond perfectly, willingly, eager to push boundaries you never thought you could.

I step closer, letting my presence overwhelm you, while quickly forcing my BBC in your mouth until you choke with the air thick with heat and tension. My hands hover just above you, teasing, suggesting, guiding. Every subtle instruction, every command, draws you further into your own desires… the fantasy you’ve craved, the taboo curiosity you’ve barely admitted even to yourself. You respond to my voice, to my words, to the dominance you’ve chosen to surrender to, letting me direct your every move.

You’re trembling now, breath short, cheeks flushed, every instinct heightened. “More cum please” you beg consistently. “All for you, gobble up everything” I scream as you nod. I narrate, I tease, I push… but always within your willingness, the line of consent is sharp in every moment. You explore, you obey, you crave my dominance, letting it take you deeper than you’ve gone before. Every reaction, every whimper, every sigh builds the tension, the thrill, the addictive pull of following me completely. 

By the time the night peaks, you’re utterly immersed in the fantasy, exploring boundaries you never imagined… freely, fully, and eagerly. You’ve surrendered not to force, but to the intoxicating pull of my command. And as we pause, the tension still lingering in the room, you already know you’ll come back for more, ready to cross the edge again, together.

Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex Makes Peeping Trent Break in and Fuck me

Naughty Neighbor Phone SexNaughty Neighbor Phone Sex is Just what I had last night. I had the hottest call with Trent. He likes to be a peeping pervert and watch me from his window with binoculars. Peering in at me when I undress to get in a hot, steamy milky bubble bath. I slowly take all my clothes off, My Tits profound, and Nipples fully erect.  and sink into my garden tub.

Trent quietly Watches, gripping his dick and squeezing

Unbeknownst to me. Jamie has his cock out and he is tugging on it, but this time he decides jerking his hammer just won’t do. He heads out the door. Knowing I live alone, he sneaks in the back door. Im shampooing my hair and working the lather in. Soap bubbles trail and spiral down my beautiful tits. Dripping from my hard nipples.

I soap up my tits and tummy, and use my hand to work the wash into my fabulous pussy. The slickness of it makes me run my finger over my clit again and again. I can feel my pussy getting slicker through the water. I twist and pull on my nipples, and continue working my fingers into my cunt.

Something Dark Catches My eye, I look over and See Trent

Stroking HIs Cock, I let out a Scream as he startled me. “Trent!! WTF are you doing here?!?!?” I aked. “Dixie, I want you, I can’t take it anymore” He answered, but the look in his eye demanded I shut up.

I Sprang up from the tub, sloshing water. Reaching for a towel, Trent Stepped towards me extending his hands and grabbing mine. Yanking me towards him. His manly hands explored my body. As he did, he whispered ” I’ve been watching you every night. Bathing, Dressing, Masturbating and Fucking” He said through choppy , ragged breath. Trent pulled me to him, My ass against his cock, and my back against his chest.

” I wanna feel this”

His fingers spread my Labia, and his hard cock found its way into my fuck hole. I rode Treant hard and fast like a maniac. It wasnt long before My Pussy began squirting all over his cock, and he filled me with the thickest spunk load I have ever seen.

My Penis Fly Trap of a pussy, sure knows how to make men Shoot a wad!

 

 

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Slavery Phone Sex Dana Obeying Every Command of Her Master

Slavery Phone Sex

The basement is colder than I expected, concrete biting through my bare slave feet as I stand there listening for him. By the time the door shuts behind me, I now understand how I was sold to being his personal nigger slave, something closer to Slavery Phone Sex but lived instead of imagined.

I’m not panicking, but I’m not floating either. My heart is beating fast, not from fear exactly, more from the awareness that I gave up control and now have to sit in that decision. The light is dim, just enough to see the walls, the chair, the space he told me to stay in all day.

He doesn’t rush. That’s what makes it intense. The waiting stretches my nerves thin, makes every sound feel louder. I shift my weight, reminding myself to stay where I’m told. I could speak up if I wanted to, but I don’t. I like the tension too much.

When he finally comes down the stairs, I drop to my knees  instantly waiting for his next command. “You look so filthy and drained, from last where I left you last night, with the dried up fluids of my sticky cum melting all over your face and body. I now want to fuck you all day long since you belong to me now, you hear me you fucking nigger?” He yells. “Yes Master, I’m all yours eternally.” I say softly, with my nipples getting colder from the basements temperature.

He tells me where to put my hands. I follow. He tells me not to look at him. I break eye contact. Each command strips something small away… my pride, my resistance, my need to be clever or in charge. I feel smaller, quieter, but also sharper, more aware of my body and my reactions.

I don’t feel owned in some poetic way. I feel watched. Evaluated. Tested. And that’s what turns me on. I like knowing he’s paying attention to whether I listen, whether I hesitate, whether I need reassurance or punishment or silence.

Sometimes he lets the quiet sit between us. Other times he corrects me with his voice alone, and that’s enough to make my stomach flip. I don’t need constant praise. I need direction. I need to know what’s expected and how far I’m allowed to go.

By the time he leaves me alone again, my legs are sore and my head feels light. I stay where I am, not because I have to, but because moving too soon would break the spell. This isn’t about being perfect or endlessly obedient. It’s about choosing to stay right here, in the tension, until he decides what happens next.

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I feel my heart racing as I wait, trembling just a little, because I know tonight isn’t about me… it’s about following every command you give. My body tingles with anticipation, and I can’t help but imagine the intensity that’s coming. The thought alone makes me shiver. Hardcore Ass Fucking has been on my mind all day, a fantasy I’ve been eager to explore, imagining your hands guiding me, your energy overwhelming me, and me giving in completely.

I’m obedient, always ready to do exactly what you want, and tonight I feel that eagerness pulsing through me stronger than ever. I kneel, hands resting lightly, eyes fixed on you, silently asking permission to please you. Every movement, every glance, is meant to show my devotion, my willingness to submit to your desires. I crave the roughness, the passion, the way you take control, and I can feel my excitement building.

Your voice, low and commanding, sends shivers down my spine. I obey immediately, moving closer, letting you guide me in ways that make my mind spin. I love the way you take charge, the thrill of not knowing what’s next but trusting completely that I’m safe in your hands. Each command you whisper, each touch you suggest, makes me feel alive, makes me feel like I exist solely to fulfill your pleasure.

I imagine the intensity, the wild, passionate energy coursing between us, my body responding instinctively to your dominance. I feel every glance, every subtle motion, like it’s pulling me deeper into your control. The way you fuck me roughly, then spit on my face, then aggressively choke my neck makes my pussy super wet. I’m yours, entirely, and the thought of giving myself fully to your passion is intoxicating.

Even when I close my eyes, I feel your presence, guiding me, pushing me just enough to make my heart pound and my body ache in anticipation. I’m caught in the rush, the heady blend of excitement and obedience, and it’s everything I’ve been craving. The night stretches before us, endless possibilities, and I’m ready for it all. My body, my mind, my desire… they’re yours to command, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Every whisper, every touch, every glance makes me ache for more. I’m completely captivated, completely devoted, and completely yours. This is just the beginning… what comes next is all about you, and I’m ready to surrender to it fully, gladly, and without hesitation.

Cock Worshiping Phone Sex Mika Lets You Play With Her BBC

Cock Worshiping Phone SexThe phone never stops buzzing, and honestly, I love it. Every time a new number pops up, I know someone is craving me, eager for my voice, my energy, my control. Cock Worshiping Phone Sex isn’t just a pastime… it’s my power, my playground, and every caller is mine to toy with.

One guy rings nearly every day, and I grin knowing exactly how I’ve got him hooked. He thinks he’s chasing me, but I lead every interaction. I send little hints, playful commands, and he hangs on my words like a moth to a flame. The anticipation alone makes me thrill inside. Another caller thinks he’s sneaky, but I can hear the hesitation, the little sighs, the way his attention bends around my energy. Every single one of them is hopelessly drawn to me, and I revel in the effect I have.

Sometimes, I let them linger just a little too long, sending vague hints that make their imaginations run wild. I love imagining the chaos I cause… hearts racing, palms sweating, minds spinning… just because of my voice, my smirk, my teasing energy. One poor guy actually messaged me while I was mid-call with someone else, begging for a second of my time. I laughed and left him waiting, knowing full well he’d be back for more before the day ended.

I delight in how predictable they are, how easy it is to make them crave, imagine, and guess what I might say next. I keep a mental list: who called this morning, who’s likely thinking of me now, who I can push just a little further before they beg for attention. Every pause, every flirtatious laugh, every sly little comment is calculated to make them chase, linger, and fantasize without me ever doing anything but speaking.

Even when I hang up, I know I’ve left a trail. They replay my commands with my dick in their mouths, the tone of my laugh, the dominance of seeing them bent over ready for more cock. I own their attention, and I know it. When the next call comes, I’ll have them hooked on My BBC again, desperate to hear me, eager for my energy, and completely under my spell.

I love this game… the thrill, the tension, the way I can dominate without moving a muscle. Each new number that calls me only adds to my power, my reputation, my fun. I control the line, and every man who dials is just another part of my little empire. Until the next call, I’ll keep teasing, bragging, and letting them crave every second of my filthy, bossy, seductive energy.