You love being my little toilet slave, don’t you? You love having my golden nectar in your mouth and covering your body. When I’m with you, I never have to use a toilet. You are always there to gather my piss. You love it when I piss in your mouth and I drank so much water that I’m going to burst. Get down on your knees and open your mouth. I’m going to piss inside your mouth and I don’t want you to spill a drop. Catch every drop of my sweet piss and swallow it all. Don’t you love how warm and tasty it is? We’re not done. I still want to cover you in my piss. Get in the shower and lay down under me. I’m going to piss all over your face and neck. Don’t you like the taste that is on your lips from my piss? Now, rub all the piss from your neck and face onto your chest and arms so you can be completely covered in my sweet golden nectar.











Just by looking at me, most wouldn’t know how into Drugs phone sex I really am. There’s nothing better than lighting up a joint or snorting a line to make my pussy drip. Do you like hearing hot girls do lines? Or hit that pipe a little too hard and end in a moaning whimpering coughing fit? That’s exactly what happens to me when I get fucked up, I get this tingly unsatiable feeling in my pussy that just craves to be used. Then the more drugs and drinking I do, the worse it gets until I finally actually do something about it.
What would you do if all of your dirty secrets were shared with Blackmail Phone Sex? Every little thing you ever told me, recorded into my memory so I can use it to my advantage to twist and bend you to my will as I see fit. I love the idea of you whimpering in my ear like the slutty little bitch you are while I wreak havoc on your life.




