Tag: Blasphemy Phone Sex

Snuff phone sex destroyer of bitches!

Snuff phone sex

Bloody snuff phone sex is intoxicating.  Taking a female or a guy 😉 and just do a mass destruction on their body while we’re fucking them has me going fucking crazy. You know a bad bitch and I don’t mind fucking you or having you fuck me but with blood, it’s just a little better. You can drain me baby or I can drain you as long as we have a nice little victim between us bloody screaming and crying.

Growing up on the streets made something in me snap. Creating the hardcore bitch you see. Fuck love! Sex and evil is the best part of life. The only things I love are a big dick and a nice pussy getting destroyed! I am feeling extra evil these days and can not wait to have a screaming bitch under me as you pound my pussy while I slice her up~ 

Get off with me and my sinful Adult phone chat and let your demons run wild with me! 

Blasphemy Phone Sex is so wrong but feels oh so good! 😈

Blasphemy Phone Sex is so wrong but feels oh so good! 😈 One of the best things is  fucking while getting the biggest cum shot from an altar boy. Being a bad girl has always been in my nature. From the time I sucked my first cock in the back pew of church during Sunday service. Got so many looks. Satan sitting on my shoulder telling me how much fun I would have. He was most assuredly my accomplice in all I did. Control came next. Sitting in the middle of the church on Sunday service I would start to stroke my much younger neighbors cock. Feeling it get hard. Rubbing harder along his length. Massaging his cock. When he was close I would stop and whisper to him how he needed to wait. The best was yet to come. All through church I would make him wait. Never letting him cum. Until the priest walked down the aisle to signal the end and see him cum hard.

Condemnation! Burning in the fiery pits of hell! At least that is what I was told. Well now baby you want me to burn, it is your God. Satan is my protector. I recruit for him. As the altar boy will tell you. For I had him fucking my tits right on the altar, His huge cock pumping between my mature tits. Holding it, kissing the head of his cock. Screaming “Oh Fuck! Goddammit!” He shot the biggest load on my tits with Jesus nailed to the cross looking down on me.

Blasphemy Phone Sex

domme daddy I need you

Bondage Phone Sex

I’m one for bondage phone sex because I enjoy being pleasured and put in my place. Whenever you have me, know that you must put in a little work to be a more dominant individual. Dominance makes my little twat extra wet. You can bet, but I want to have my little holes, please, but also in some pain. Tie me up, spit on me, pull my hair, push me down fuck like you’ve never done it before. You have full permission to abuse me and do as you like with me. I am only yours, and now he’ll be my master. Whatever you want is the game. Nothing’s off limits, and I promise I will make you explode and just jizz  and erupt like never before.

Drugs Phone sex brings you to the darkness

Drugs Phone sex

Drugs phone sex makes your mind hazy and your cock go crazy! One snort, one roll of the pipe, and your cock starts tingling with a dark ache. I know that ache, I know it demands some nasty whore fuel. When your eyes get blurry and crossed, your inhibitions take over and you succumb to the succubus I am. My ass and tits are your gateway drug into the abyss of the destruction of souls.

Drugs Phone sex brings you to the darkness

I have never been afraid of dark energies, in fact, I am in contact with my dark side and hail the darkness as my blood. I take pussies and make men out of them. I take men and make whores out of them. And I collect little porcelain dolls as victims to persuade you and your fucked up high mind to my ultimate plan. My plan is to steal your cum, and your very soul.

Demons, witches, and The great dark lord have all been latching on you lately. You can feel the pulse of my  Blasphemy Phone Sex running through your shaft and making your mushroom throb. Be warned you will never be the same after me. I see the devil more than I see God! I see through you already and am ready to bring you over. 

Impregnation Phone Sex for Easter Blasphemy Fucking

I am in a naughty fucking mood, and quite fertile. So obviously I am thinking about some fucking and impregnation phone sex. My favorite things are some god damned fucking unholy Blasphemy on the holiest of Holy days. Let’s see if those spermies can find my Easter Eggs.

Push that fuck rod of egg seekers into my cervix and pump until they bust into Heavens fucking garden of frolicking Spring creatures. Cum inside mama Rita and be a good impregnator.

We love to have naughty hot fun at my house. My girls should have fun with some of their Easter goodies. We always do. Chocolate eggs shoved in tight holes and melting into a oozing mess in a siblings mouth. Or of course other ways with them all hiding some of those chocolate and malt eggs in mommy’s anus and watch my lover pump into the chocolate mess. All the better to get those littles to eagerly wrap their lips around that cock and clean mommy’s ass chocolate off of it. Give them the cadbury egg experience and shoot a gooey load.

I have an even dirtier idea… speaking of Cadbury eggs I think I will have my holes gaped tonight and then shove a Cadbury egg in my cunt and in my anus… mmm… let’s get fucking filthy!

Impregnation phone sex

Blasphemy Phone Sex fears no God

Blasphemy phone sex

Blasphemy Phone sex knows no fear of God. One thing you should know about your little mixed breed is that I was raised up catholic and went to mass and confession often. Church was a big part of my life as a youngster.  I knew when I heard the story of God asking Abraham to kill his own son God was in fact evil. The Devil was the one I wanted to follow. Angelic beauty paired with no guilt about things that are human nature sounded way more fun to a school brat like me. Giving naughty confessions that just about made my priest kell over and gives hint at my Blashphemy beginnings.

I guess a confession that there are way too many brats and not enough cock, does that! The cost of making men and women turned on has to be paid right? Just like Jesus paid for all of our sins, and suffered? No? Well, that was when I started bringing my own kind of church to men who needed me. Turning in your soul to the dark lord for young cunny and cock is a tale as old as time. Most of you would sell your soul just to be able to kill, torture, and fuck something.

Without temptation, you wouldn’t be like this. I know that. But your dick beating up a pussy that is so fresh and bald is too tempting. Add in a spicy Black And Hispanic dominatrix punishing our victim and your cum will flow! Some men need young bald pussy and some men need to be sandwiched between my strap-on and a tiny twat or ass! Even if you have never thought you would sell your soul, just spending some time with my evil ass will make you rethink things. I have a way about me…

Blasphemy Phone Sex for little bitty baby Kaye

 

Blasphemy Phone Sex

The preacher at the church around the corner is constantly calling me to have Blasphemy Phone Sex. Daddy told him I could babysit his little ones. Well they really don’t need it, they have tablets. However the preacher loves me coming over so he’s always asking me to babysit for him. But he’s a real kinky kinda guy because he loves to touch me and talk about his daughter. He calls me her name when he sticks his hands down my pants and touches my bald cunt. He gets so excited he stutters and if he has his cock out I can feel him throb in my mouth. Daddy says he is the sickest priest he’s ever had the pleasure of meeting and that cum whores like me are a perfect match to milk that priest dry of cum. Daddy says he should be so glad they met because he would not get away with what Daddy lets him do to my body.  TBH I like when he wears his collar and ask about my sins. It gives me something to strive towards.

Forsake your God and Worship ME

Blasphemy phone sex

I am your religion now and all you think about. You worship at my altar and pray for my blessings. When I bestow the gift of pussy to you, your heart is filled with more joy than you’ve ever felt worshipping your God. Give up your religion and come worship me. Your God can’t fuck like I can, can’t suck like I can or make you cum like I can. Watch me put a hole in a portrait of your deity and how I fuck it good with my strap-on. Now you do it too, so your God has now sucked both of our cocks. No one likes a God that can be used like a bitch. Go ahead and say “God is my bitch and he sucked my dick”. I know you love forsaking him, degrading him and making him nothing. Maybe we can print out more of those portraits and fuck on top of them, all of those sacred images being turned into our fuck bed. 

Blasphemy Phone Sex Keeps Me Going

Blasphemy Phone Sex

When I’m at odds with the big guy upstairs, I give my mommy holes a little faith in the heavenly father with some hellishly hot blasphemy phone sex.  Sacreligious sexy time helps me clear my mind and bring me back to center.  So what if I cream my cunt with a crucifix dildo or bash in my own butthole with a silicone bust of the sacred mother?  God gave me a horny pussy and eager ass for a reason and I’m gonna use them!

The song I sing isn’t just mine, tons of people know the not so joyful tune.  Raised poor, looked to the church for support, got abused and taken advantage of by the elders.  If that sounds familiar to you, then you get it.  I don’t give a damn if Jesus were sitting on the end of my bed, that wouldn’t slow me down a bit.  I’d still make my gash all goopy with every graven image I have in my possession and give myself a screaming orgasm while he watched.  He supposedly sees me all the time anyway, right?  So what’s the big deal?

There’s not one sinful doubt in my mind that Jesus would whack off while he watched me work my holiest of holes with a handheld representation of his mother.  He’d probably try to see how far he could stick that rubbery crucifix inside of my cum canal before I screamed out for mercy.  Our Lord and Savior would slay my snatch and gape out my ass for sure, but I bet he’d be really nice while he did it.  Not like those church dicks who did whatever they wanted to my young bald pussy every Sunday. 

 

Daddy make me do Daddys Girl Phone Sex for Cum

Daddys Girl Phone Sex

I don’t think most girls get an awesome daddy that makes them do Daddys Girl Phone Sex. My Daddy is the best, he treats me like I am the only whore who can get his cock off. Last night we were watching tv and I was cuddled up on Daddy. He wrapped his arm around me and rested his hand on my thigh. I could feel the heat from his palms and it was burning a whole in my horny pussy. I couldn’t help wiggling and then his hands started to move more. Daddy moved his fingers to my waste band. My horny kitty started throbbing and I moved to take Daddy’s belt buckle off. It snaps off and I move past it to undo the button and zipper. Daddy’s manhood jumped out of his pants and was right in front of my face. So I took it in my mouth. Daddy was so excited it didn’t take long for him to empty his ooey gooey thick baby batter all inside my mouth hole.