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Blackmail Phone Sex And The Dirty Daddy

Blackmail phone sexBlackmail phone sex calls with my dirty down low guys make me the most money; a down low sissy will pay anything to keep their secret under wraps.

The coked-out sissy faggots love to be watched on Zoom calls, prancing around in panties, shoveling lines in their faces, stroking those tiny flaccid dicks, so small they resemble big clits.

They have no clue; every second is being recorded and saved as leverage. Send me gift cards with hefty balances, and I will delete the video of you wearing my panties, hammering your hole with a massive black dildo, moaning the name of the black man he fantasizes about ripping his tight ass to shreds.

Imagine the look on your wife’s face when she finds out her husband is a cocaine loving undercover faggot that yearns for a big black dick in his mouth, working his jaws around the thick black shaft while stroking his pathetic little clit.

How will she feel if she finds out you’re a dirty, perverted bastard with sick fantasies about your young son’s cock going down your throat?

Will she ever trust you after watching you stroke your cock until you shoot the biggest cum shot as you imagine it going in your beautiful daughter’s tight pussy.

Just how much are you willing to pay me to keep your dirty little secret?

Wet Bald Pussy Spread Wide, I Beg For Freeuse

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By the time the main set starts, I’m a shaking, dripping mess. I climb onto the main stage, not to dance, but to be used. I drop to all fours, sticking my ass high in the air, the keyhole symbol glistening under the strobe lights. The crowd goes wild. A line of men forms, each one waiting for his turn to claim a piece of me. One guy grabs my hips and slams into my pussy, his cock sliding through the slurry of cum and pussy juice already inside me. As he fucks me, another man steps up behind him, shoving his cock into my mouth.

 

I’m a human sandwich of flesh and lust. The guy in my pussy is pumping fast, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, while the one in my mouth is choking me with his length. A third guy reaches around and starts rubbing my clit, his fingers digging into the keyhole sticker. I’m peaking, my muscles twitching, my pussy clamping down on the cock inside me. Suddenly, the man in my pussy groans and erupts, shooting jet after jet of hot cum deep into my womb. At the same moment, the man in my mouth blows his load, filling my throat with thick, salty seed. I swallow every drop, my body shuddering in a massive, toe-curling orgasm. I collapse on the stage, covered in cum, completely spent, and staring at the keyhole, waiting for the next cock to find me

Ass to mouth phone sex mom and dad went a way this teen whore needed to play

Ass to mouth phone sex always turns me into a dirty teen slut! My parents left Friday. The house was empty. And I was horny as fuck! So, I called one of my fuck buddy’s Saturday night! As soon as he got there, he bent me over the couch, spit on my asshole, and shoved his cock in. No slow warm up. Just his thick dick stretching my ass open until it burned. He fucked me hard, slamming deep, balls slapping against me, pulling out just enough to watch my hole gaping before burying it again. I was dripping down my thighs, and my ass was stretched wide around his thick meat. When he pulled out, his cock was shiny with my ass juices and his spit. He grabbed my hair, turned my head, and shoved that same dick straight into my mouth. I tasted my own shit-slick hole on his cock. He held my head and fucked my throat with the cock that was just been balls deep in my ass. I gagged, with drool running down my chin, but I sucked it clean, my tongue was working every inch that had been inside me. He bent me over the kitchen counter next. Same thing. Cock in my ass, hard and deep, pounding until I was shaking. Then out and straight into my mouth again. I could feel the heat of my own ass still on him. He came so hard down my throat cock still tasting like my ass, while I swallowed every drop. Later we did it on my parents’ bed. Ass fucked raw, then fed back into my mouth so I could taste how deep he’d been. By the time he left, my hole was leaking and I could still taste my own ass on my tongue.

 

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GFE Phone Sex Babes Do What Wives No Longer Do

gfe phone sexI love GFE phone sex. In fact, I might have been born for it. Although I came into this world as a submissive sex slave for my father and his cronies, I think I’ve turned my life around quite nicely. I’d be lying if I didn’t say that life’s tough. Most of us struggle financially or in some other way. Being a professional sugar baby means I can take away some of those stressors in your life. And I’m a firm believer that those stressors seem magnified with backed up balls.

When Johnny came into the club, he picked the right woman for the VIP room. I felt a bit salty last night. So, if this man showed me a tiny dick, I planned on providing him with small cock humiliation whether he wanted it or not. Honestly, he surprised me. I towered over this man by several inches. And I did not even wear my highest heels. Short guy. Very loud and boisterous. So, I didn’t expect much between his legs. But he packed an Italian stallion. A nice fat kielbasa sausage. Surprise.

What Wives No Longer Do, Strippers and Phone Babes Do

His story seemed like most of my phone sex callers. Married but for whatever reason the wife no longer polishes his knob. Honestly don’t know why more women don’t just blow their husbands. Even if you don’t feel like fucking, a man will settle for a blowjob. In fact, no man you’ll never say no to a blow job even if he wants to fuck, he will settle for a blowjob. It takes almost no time. I can make a blowjob last, or I can make a man cum in less than a minute with my expert mouth.

Johnny’s balls felt heavy. He got married a decade ago. But once his wife gave birth to their son, she no longer had time for him. That’s a story I hear daily on the phone and in the club. We negotiated a price and I pulled my hair back in a ponytail so that I could focus on his fat sausage. And it didn’t take long. This man paid me $500.00 for something that literally took 3 minutes. Easy money. Much needed release. Two happy people.

Every man needs to let loose his biggest cum shot one way or another. If your wife won’t do, a GFE babe will.

Cock Control Skills Are Put To Use On Freeuse Friday!

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I don’t even wipe the cum off before the next three guys swarm me. The keyhole has done its job; the word is out. I’m dropped to my knees in the middle of the dressing room. Two guys unzip simultaneously, presenting their cocks to my face. I dive in, taking one thick shaft deep in my throat while the other rubs his head against my lips. I suck them both, my tongue swirling around their glans, gagging as they take turns shoving their cocks down my throat. I love the feeling of being overwhelmed, the smell of musk and sweat filling my nose.

 

While I’m busy swallowing, a third guy flips me over and spreads my cheeks. He doesn’t go for the pussy; he slides his thick, blunt head right into my tight asshole. I gasp, my eyes rolling back as he stretches my sphincter wide. He plunges in deep, his cock ripping through my tight hole. I’m being used from both ends, my mouth full of cock and my ass being hammered. The friction is intense, the heat building in my gut. Every thrust from behind pushes my pussy harder against the edge of the table. I’m leaking juice, my clit throbbing under the keyhole sticker. They treat me like a communal toy, swapping positions, swapping holes, and filling every available inch of me with their hard, pulsing meat

Biggest cum shot for your dirty fuck piggy

I got the Biggest cum shot thanks to my brother J! He has this secluded little farm getaway. It’s the perfect place for our whole lovely, debauched family to gather ’round and really, really let loose. And boy, do we ever!

Even Grandpa got to drain his balls!

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J knows me inside and out, an unhinged dirty slut that I am. He was the one who dubbed me the Trailer Park Queen, after all! Every Tom, Dick, and Slim Jim in our neck of the woods got a taste of my satin-smooth snatch.

But this was family time! Me, Mom, Dad, J, and Grandpa all got to the farm for some nasty fucking fun. Grandpa and Daddy were stroking their cocks like a couple of horny old timers. That’s when J decided it was high time he put that big, fat donkey dick to good use. He named him Buster, and trust me, this beast can bust a huge load.

My Mom said I look so good with Buster’s dick in me she decided to document the whole affair, focusing her camera lens on my glistening, drenched slit as Buster’s donkey dick humped away like the animal he is.

I think J got jealous that Mom was focusing her attention on me. He begged her for a taste of her hairy bush. But it wasn’t going to be easy for J. She told him he would have to earn it. Mom loves when J is a dirty faggot, so it was his turn to take some dick, and he got the biggest one!

J turned around and presented his tight stink hole to me for a proper Hardcore ass fucking. I took that Stallion cock and sucked it real hard. I wanted to make sure that when it entered J’s hole it was harder than steel.

J got right down to business, pushing as far down as he could on the horse cock. He asked Mom if she was impressed, and she told her to go faster. It wasn’t enough for her, and she ordered Dad to put a slimy pig dick in my cunt.

There we were, I was riding the piggy and my brother J, a total faggot for horse dick. Grandpa’s old sloppy cock was harder than it’s been in a while and I was the lucky girl to get his load all over my face.

Mom was satisfied, J was gyrating his hole on the stallion, and when it busted she squirted all over his face so he could get that taste he so desperately wanted. What a family, right? We’re a real regular bunch of dirty, filthy whores and pigs!

Cum Slut Phone Sex Babes Know How to Show Men Cock Appreciation

cum slut phone sexCum slut phone sex babes get all the men. It’s true. All women really need to do is show a man some cock appreciation. By that I mean a woman should at least gasp when she sees his cock to make his ego feel good. I’m not talking about blowing smoke up a guy’s ass with a 2-inch deck. But anything above 5 inches, a woman should show a little cock appreciation if she wants to keep that man. And then that brings me to the second important part of cock appreciation. Swallowing the cum.

As a professional GFE babe my married men complain often about their wives’ lack of cock appreciation. She doesn’t want to suck it. She doesn’t want to stroke it. And she sure as hell does not want to taste any cum. Why the fuck get married? I think women get married because they want financial security and a family. But as the marriage goes on, they seem less interested in doing the things that they did before they got married. And I’m sorry ladies. But if you snooze you lose. This sexy BBW might steal your man.

A Sexy BBW Waits for the Chance to Shower a Married Man with Cock Appreciation

Over the weekend Oliver and I took a ride in the country. The vibration of his hog always makes my pussy wet. My big, beautiful boobs pressed against his back as we rode through the countryside became foreplay for us. Since nobody was staying in my Airbnb currently, and we passed it on our motorcycle ride, I told him we should stop and fuck. Just being in his presence makes me wet. But when you combine that with the motorcycle ride, I didn’t think I could wait till we got back to my place in the city.

With my hands around his waist to secure myself on the motorcycle, I could feel his ample cock. Even through his jeans I could feel how rock hard his cock became at my touch. I give him the cock appreciation he needs. Every man becomes obsessed with their cock. At one point in life their dick probably served as their best friend. Women don’t need to go over the top with praise. But a little goes a long way. Once we got into my rental farmhouse, we tore each other’s clothes off. And I fell to my knees to give him cock worshiping phone sex.

If Women Swallowed More, There Would Be More Happy Men in the World

He loves the way I take his cock and smack my face and my lips. And he loves watching my tongue swirl all around his big purple head. I could feel my cunt gushing on my fingers as I played with myself as I devoured his cock. He’s a big boy in the cock department measuring over 10 inches with what I would call coke bottle thickness.

That’s not too big for me. I worked my mouth and my hands in unison and even my tits helped too. Before long I begged him to cum in my mouth so I could taste him. And I wasn’t acting. I genuinely enjoy swallowing. I made him cum quickly with my mouth.

 But my tits made him hard again and this time we fucked. He filled my pussy with his cum. And I could feel myself leaking all in my panties as we took a ride on his motorcycle back to the city. People told me all my life that the way to a man’s heart was through the stomach. But I don’t agree with that. However, I do believe if a woman shows cock appreciation for a man and swallows his biggest cum shot, she will hook him forever.

Anal phone sex getting railed on the trail

Anal phone sex got me bent over while I was skating the trail in short shorts, ass bouncing with every stride. This hot ass guy was staring straight at my cheeks, and said he wanted to wreck my hole. I wasted no time and we ducked into the trees. He spun me around, ripped my shorts and soaked panties down, spit a thick wad right on my tight teen asshole, and shoved his fat cock in. No fingers, no mercy. Just the head stretching me open then the full thick shaft slamming deep into my guts. He fucked me like an animal. Hard, made my ass cheeks clap and jiggle. Spit and my own juices mixed into a messy lube that dripped down my thighs and onto the dirt. He grabbed both cheeks, spread me wide, and watched his cock disappear into my stretched, red hole while he talked shit to me! Take that dick in your dirty little ass. Feel how deep I am!? He spit on my hole again, reached under and rubbed my dripping cunt while he kept railing me. My clit was so swollen. I came hard with his cock buried in my ass, pussy pulsing and squirting a little down my legs. He didn’t stop. He kept pounding until his balls tightened, then slammed all the way in and unloaded. Thick hot shots of cum flooded my stretched asshole. He pulled out slow so I could feel it leak, then pushed back in and fucked the cum deeper! When he finally pulled out for good, my gaping asshole stayed open for a second, cum pouring out in a thick stream that ran down my crack and over my pussy. He wiped his cock on my face, made me lick the last of it off, then skated away. I pulled my shorts up with his load still leaking out of my used hole and finished the trail dripping and sore.anal phone sex

Biggest Cum Shot Is The Whole Point of Freeuse Friday!

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I wake up with one goal: getting the biggest cum shot from every man who sees me. I don’t waste time with clothes. I slide into a pair of sheer, lace-top stockings and a tiny leather collar, but the most important part is the sticker. I press the neon-pink keyhole symbol right onto my clit, the adhesive sticking to my wet folds. The keyhole is the signal. It means I’m public property. It means any cock that sees it owns my pussy, my ass, and my mouth for the next twenty-four hours.

 

I head to the club early, strutting through the lounge with my legs wide, making sure every guy in the room sees that symbol. I don’t say a word; I just arch my back and grind my hips. The first one to react is Jax, a regular with a thick, vein-ridged cock. He doesn’t ask. He sees the keyhole, grabs my hair, and slams me face-down onto the velvet booth. He rips my stockings aside and shoves his hard cock deep into my soaking pussy without a drop of lube. I scream into the cushion, my walls clamping tight around him. He hammers into me, his balls slapping against my ass with a wet, rhythmic thud. I’m just a hole for him, a piece of meat, and that’s exactly how I want it. He fucks me raw, driving his cock in until he hits my cervix, before pulling out and painting my lower back with a thick, hot load of cum

Romantic Phone Sex Sessions with James Takes My Breath Away

romantic phone sexRomantic phone sex sessions are the best. I love exploring different times and different scenarios, especially with James. He knows just how to woo a woman. It makes me swoon every time. Makes me think how much life would be different if I grew up in the 80s instead of the 90s.

It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer; Leavin’ me here on my own; It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer; Now you’re gone (Bananarama)

I went back to June 1987, in Lansing, Michigan. As a transfer student to Michigan State, on my first night in my new city, I went into this local college bar called Dooley’s. I heard the DJ playing Cruel Summer as I walked in. And I noticed a sad but very handsome man sitting at the bar by himself. I wore a pink dress with some black pumps. 80s video vixen hair teased out. I decided to sit next to him, even though he seemed lost in his thoughts.

I ordered myself a Bartels and James wine cooler and introduced myself to this handsome stranger. But of course, I asked him why he looked so blue. He seemed hesitant to talk, but I was determined to cheer him up. I thought maybe he was a student too, and I could make a new friend. But he graduated two years before. James felt so blue because while he attended Michigan State in the Air Force ROTC program, he met a sweet girl and fell in love.

Hello? Is it me you’re looking for? I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in your smile (Lionel Ritchie)

However, when he told her, he wanted to make love to her, she broke up with him. Broke his heart. So, I put my hand on his listening intently to him. Personally, I think she might have been afraid of her own feelings and a long-distance relationship. All I could think to myself was her loss might be my gain. I felt some sort of instant connection with his handsome, but sad stranger. As I listened to him, telling me about his relationship, the DJ played Lionel Richie’s song Hello. And he asked me to dance.

He wrapped one arm around my waist, and the other one held my hand as we danced. And I felt all tingly inside. A woman knows when she vibes with someone and I thought to myself this might be fate. He looked at me with his beautiful, sad eyes and asked me why somebody so beautiful would choose him. But I think fate might’ve chosen us.

James started to sing the song, and it felt like he sang it directly to me. He told me he felt better. So, I told him he made me feel better too as a stranger in a new city with zero friends. I had a brilliant idea. He booked a hotel stay for an entire week because he planned on spending time with his girlfriend.

I mean, this felt like a first date. Albeit a very special first date. And I wanted him to stay with me for the week. But I didn’t ask that right away. I eased into it and asked him if he just wanted to come back to my apartment full of boxes for a nightcap.

It’s no surprise (love begs, love pleads); It’s what I need; If you’ve got love in your sights; Watch out, love bites (Def Leppard)

Only the bed was assembled in my new pad. Dooley’s was less than a block from my campus apartment, so he walked me home. But first we walked through campus, and he showed me the lay of the land. Beautiful night. The moon shined brightly, illuminating the campus. James became my private tour guide.

And even took me through the gardens. The smell was intoxicating. I could not have asked for a better night or a more handsome tour guide. We even walked by this huge 12 feet tall statue called Spartie, a symbol of the campus.

Neither of us wanted this evening to end. We talked as we walked through campus, discovering each other as we held hands. I felt comfortable and at ease with him. And according to him, I brightened up his world. We discovered a shared love for all sorts of music. So, when we got back to my place, I put some tunes on my boombox and offered him a beer. This day turned around for both of us. Again, this felt like fate.

He took off his dapper blazer, sat on my couch and drank a beer. Such a gentleman. He was not in my house for more than 10 minutes before he wanted to help me unpack. But I told him that could wait till tomorrow. I moved closer to him and suggested he just stay the week with me.

Chances aren’t enough; One’s too good to miss; Chances aren’t too strong; A chance is all there is (Air Supply)

I thought I could save him some money and really get to know him. And I have never been an impulsive girl. However, when something feels like fate you move quickly. My boom box played Air Supply, and we sat on the couch getting to know each other even better. I laid my head on his chest, and I felt his chin rest on my head. We fit like a glove.

The song Chances started to play on the radio, and he asked me to dance. We both slipped off our shoes and found a spot between the boxes to dance. Both of our hearts fluttered. And we kissed. Our first official kiss. The kind of kiss a woman gets lost in.

He wrapped his arms around me and with so much passion our tongues intertwined. The next song that played solidified my notion that this felt like fate at work. Two Less Lonely People in the World played on my boom box and I mustered up the nerve to ask him to make love to me. I do believe Cupid hit us both hard.

I led him into my bedroom. We only needed the bed, so the boxes did not get in our way. He unzipped my dress and I tingled at his touch as my dress fell to the floor. As I stepped out of it, he undid my bra. I turned around to kiss him, and I felt his hands roaming on my perky breasts.

In my life where everything was wrong; Something finally went right; Now there’s two less lonely people in the world tonight (Air Supply)

As we kissed again, my nipples became erect and I could feel his love rocket pressing into me. So, I unzipped his pants and unleashed his love muscle. As I started to stroke his cock, I also began to move slowly backwards towards my bed. I led him by his magnificent cock, and we fell back into my bed.

I wrapped my legs around him while I continued to stroke his cock, and we kissed passionately. He pulled my panties off, and I tugged his boxers down. Eventually, we were naked on my bed and in the 69 position. I greedily took his love gun deep down my throat as he began licking my love canyon up and down.

 His tongue felt amazing on my private garden. I could feel him spreading my lips and plunging his tongue up and down, back-and-forth, and in and out. No doubt he tasted every inch of me. I started gushing all over his face as I felt his member throb down my throat.

My thighs trembled, and my body stiffened because I knew I was about to cum on his face. But James wanted me to cum. Such an intimate moment with somebody I’d only known for a few hours. But it honestly it felt like I’d known him for decades. He seemed hungry for my pussy juice. And he didn’t let up even after I orgasmed.

Tonight I fell in love with you; And all the things I never knew; Seemed to come to me somehow (Air Supply)

He kept eating my pussy tasting all those juices. He told me my sweet honey served as his reward. By that time, I started convulsing. I tried to take his cock deeper down my throat. And I could feel myself falling in love with a man I just met. I felt desperate to make love to him. I told him how much I wanted him deep inside of me. And that I wanted his biggest cum shot.

I climaxed all over his face again. After my third orgasm, he finally agreed to give my love garden his love muscle. We made love like a newlywed couple who knew each other for years. I could taste my love nectar on his face as we kissed. His cock felt ready for this very special mission. I grabbed that beautiful rock-hard cock and guided it deep inside of my pussy. As I moaned his name in pleasure, he entered my love canal. And it slid in easily because he soaked me with his tongue.

My womanhood grabbed his love stick, and we began pumping and grinding back-and-forth. Honestly, I do not think any man ever made me that wet. My legs wrapped around him tightly, pulling him into me deeper. He gazed into my eyes as he pumped that throbbing, loving gun deep into me.

His love rocket made me cum again. I started to quiver and shake. Beads of sweat dripping off us both. When we kissed, we could taste each other’s salt. I was falling in love with a man I just met as I came third time on his cock. His rocket kept pounding away, hitting deep inside of me. His balls slapped my lips with each stroke. My love garden gripped his rocket harder and I came again.

Two less lonely people in the world; And it’s gonna be fine; Out of all the people in the world; I just can’t believe you’re mine (Air Supply)

I begged him to cum inside of me. And he did. His rocket shot a massive load inside of my pussy coating my walls of love. We both laid there drained physically. I sank into his arms, feeling sweaty and super wet. But I still basked in the glow of it all. James collapsed into my body, and I wrapped him in my arms. What a wonderful chance encounter. In that moment, he agreed to stay at my place for the remainder of his stay in Michigan. So, we could have many more nights together.

Two less lonely people in the world that night. That magical night. The best medicine for getting over somebody is to get under somebody new. I had to pinch myself to realize this happened. This was not just some wild fantasy phone sex dream. This was reality. Two strangers, one suffering from a broken heart, the other suffering from social anxiety, met at the perfect time to help each other out. And it felt like the start of something beautiful and magical; something that seemed predestined to last forever.