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Shemale Phone Sex Lovers wanted for ass play.  There is nothing better than having a man smoke some ice or Crystal with me as we talk about Trannies. And I’m not talking about cars! Alanza loves sexy bitches with just a little extra something on that chassis! Big dick and big tits always catch my attention. I have had the opportunity to fuck a nice big cock on a shemale a couple of times. But we fucked for hours and both came over and over. My squirting pussy was lost in the cock and coke flowing those nights. I actively go after the she-males on our sites trying to hook up whenever I travel. I have my favorites and am always scouting for new T-girl cock! 

Alanza Loves Ladyboy Lovers!

The truth is most uptight men in my life would need some Forced Intoxication Phone Sex to fuck a chick with a dick. Getting someone high to fuck, sounds so vulgar! But if you knew me that is the fucked up shit that makes my cunt sing! I’m always down to be that accomplice that forces men on cock, tranny or not! Being mixed and bisexual I just want to give men all the flavors of the world. Hot and nasty sex is the way I like it. After all, pleasure is my middle name! So tell me, baby, can we add in some naughty tranny play? Would it be better just to get high and watch a barrage of Sexy Tranny porn pictures together! 

I will wrap this up by saying I enjoy smoking and fucking myself with Ladyboy men who wear panties and love trannies! Eat my ass and tell me how good of a boy you will be for me. Watch that cock fuck a sexy bitch or man with me! Let’s masturbate and get really nasty together. I only want to do freaky things with you!

Cock control will have you begging for a release

Having complete cock control is what I love. Making you beg. Licking the tip of your cock in this private hotel room. Watching it twitch. Wrapping my lips right around your mushroom head. Sucking deeply. Pulling your pre-cum out of your cock. 

Mmm…I want more but you need to last. Rubbing a finger down the length of your cock, circling the base. With attention to your cock, you are getting very hard. Blowing on it. Warm breath teasing you. Kissing down your shaft to get to your swollen balls. 

Twisting your fingers in my hair, pulling your balls into my mouth. Then letting them pop out one by one. Hairy balls glistening with my saliva. No, you can’t cum yet. 

My body presses into you as I crawl on top of your lap. Your soldier stands at attention, wanting entrance. Lowering myself slightly you feel my wet choochkie. Flexing, sitting I take you into me. Ass slamming into your thighs. Grinding back and forth on your crotch. 

Holding you in a vice. Not allowing you to cum. Not until I reach mine. You lips latch onto my tit. Biting the nipple. Forcing you closer, riding you faster. Throwing my head back, finally allowing your release and I reach mine. 

Cock control

Mommy Phone Sex Whore Can Blow Her Boys Even Hungover

mommy phone sexMommy phone sex fills my days. Mommy sex fills my nights. My sons will return to high school soon. How did the summer go by so fast? Oh yeah. I was high most of it. My oldest son drives now. That blows my mind. I partied too much last night. No surprise there, right? I felt hungover. Perhaps I drank too much. My husband and I went to a party. I do not do social events well. Maybe it is social anxiety. I am not a social butterfly. But in between the lines of coke in the bathroom, I did Tequila shots too. My husband cautioned me to slow down. But did I listen? Nope.

I passed out as soon as we came home. My husband put me to bed. However, when I woke up he was nowhere to be found. This drugs phone sex mommy needed some Tylenol and Gatorade. Even though my oldest son came to my rescue, I had to blow him first. Before he could drive to the store, I had to take care of that morning wood. Never a problem for me. I can suck the chrome off a doorknob hungover.

Dirty Mommy Blair

Once my son came down my throat, he took the car keys and left. My youngest son woke up and wanted attention too. In a few weeks, we will only have mornings like this on the weekends. Of course, I will not be hungover. High, yes. Hungover, not so much. Not a big drinker. Clearly, I cannot handle my booze. My baby boy fucked my ass. He told me he was in an ass mood. I just laid there and let him do his business. He plowed my ass. It seemed like forever. Perhaps that was because I was hungover, LOL.

By the time my eldest came home, he was hard again. I am a a pro mommy whore. I popped some Tylenol, chugged the Gatorade, did a line of coke and let my boys tag team me. Although this phone sex mommy had a hangover, it did not stop her from taking care of her horny sons.

Forced Intoxication Phone Sex Call Left Me Passed Out for My Sons To Use

forced intoxication phone sexForced intoxication phone sex calls excite me. Honestly, not sure why. I am a party mom. But my preferred party drug is coke, not booze. I am not good at drinking. Weird how that works. I can out snort Pablo Escobar, but a coed could drink me under the table. Luckily, I do not get many forced intoxication calls. However, maybe if I did, I would fare better with them.

My boys found me passed out on the couch when they came home from a movie. They did not know that I was drunk. They assumed mommy did one too many lines of mommy’s little helper. When they saw the empty bottle of daddy’s bourbon, they got worried. I barely remember the call. And from the time I ended the call until the time my horny boys woke me up is a blur. Did you ever take advantage of your mother while she was inebriated?

Drunk Mommy Whore

However, my sons did not worry too much about me. The boys do not need to take advantage of their phone sex mommy. I give it away for free. But I think they thought it might be fun. Apparently, they dumped a few loads of cum on me while I was passed out. Once I woke up, I felt hungover. My head pounded from a migraine. I needed to puke. And pretty sure I pissed myself too. I snort coke. I rarely drink. But it was a forced intoxication call and clearly, I take my job seriously, LOL.

My sons laughed at me when I woke up. They asked questions. They did not know I drank because a caller told me to drink. My oldest son asked me why I was sad. It took me a few minutes to realize that he thought I drank to console myself. Nope. I am just a dumbass who thought that if I could out snort anyone, I could out drink them too. Clearly, I was wrong.

I told my boys I would take care of them before bed, when they started giggling and suggested I look in a mirror. Their cum was allover my body and in my hair. I looked like a cum slut phone sex whore. They did not need my help. They took advantage of the situation like any horny boy would.

Blackmail phone sex has endless possibilities

Getting blackmailed is quite normal when you are as naughty as what I am. Recently I was forced to drink a shot every minute or my secrets would be told of me getting my ass fucked hard by someone other than my husband. What is worse is they caught it all on tape and decided to really put the icing on the cake by taking pictures. Making sure that I had no way to combat them. Being forced to pleasure him. Fuck him hard. He forced fucked my ass, pinching my nipples. Down one shot after the next. Blackmail is such a dirty word. Being blackmailed sucks. He may have blackmailed me. Got what he wanted. Giving me the tape and pictures. Convincing him to make sure that I got the chip as well and all the pictures were in my possession I was finally free of his blackmail.

Blackmail Phone Sex HarriettTables are turned. Not a good idea to blackmail me. In turn; I followed your sissy ass and took video of you in a nice red dress, black stockings, and red heels. What will you do to keep me from showing this to everyone? It better be good. Pegging your ass as hard as you did mine will be a start. You will NOT however be getting any of my blackmail material. You are going to be my bitch from now on. Forcing you to drink until you blackout. Pegging you until you learn to beg me for more. Forcing you to become bisexual. Doing as I say when I say. You are no longer able to tell me no. You are mine going forward.

 

Sissy Fag Forced to Sniff Poppers

Forced Intoxication Phone SexI’ve made you  my bitch in more ways than one, and you can’t do anything about it. How did I do that? I have pictures of your sissy fag ass getting fucked hard by a variety of men, and I know that you don’t want all of these pictures to be sent to everyone you know. I might even post them online and turn you into an online whore. But, since you surrendered so quickly, I have the appropriate punishment for whores like you. You’re going to keep sniff poppers for my amusement. Once you get extremely fucked up, you’ll do anything I say. You might even become my sissy whore, fucking any man that comes to see you, no questions asked. But for right now, you’d better keep sniffing every poppers bottle that I give you. You have no choice. Do you want to be exposed and humiliated? I did not think so. Keep getting high so I can use you, sissy slut!

Drugs Phone Sex is What a Party Mom Does Well

drugs phone sexDrugs phone sex is what this party mom is good at. Maybe even a little too good at. I had a forced intoxication call last night. Been awhile since I have been challenged to drink or do lines with a caller. I can handle my coke, but alcohol is a different ball game. I am not as good with booze. The only alcohol in the house was my husband’s fine Kentucky bourbon and a couple cider beers that would not get anyone drunk. I told my caller what I had to party with, and he could pick his poison for me. He went with the bourbon, and I knew I was in trouble. I do not understand how my husband can drink that shit. We played a game called shot or line. It was like truth or dare, but with drugs. This caller took his forced intoxication phone sex seriously. I was a hot mess. I would tell him a dirty secret about my life, then either do a shot of bourbon or a line of coke, which ever he decided. This was a 2-hour call, so by the time it was over, I was stumbling.  My office was spinning.

I was trying to find my room, but stumbled into my oldest son’s room by mistake, and passed out on the floor. I woke up this morning still in the clothes I had on last night. I was covered in cum. My pussy had cum in it too. My boys had left for school. My husband was at work. I was left alone with a killer hangover and a blank memory of what happened to me after my intense phone sex call. My best guess is that my sons woke up for school and had their way with their drunk mom before school. Maybe they tried to wake me, or maybe they just saw a chance and they took it. I am just happy that even passed out, I could still take care of my sons like a good mommy whore.

Real Cocksucking Phone Sex is confusing and sweet

Cock Sucking Phone SexIt took me a long moment to part from the present cocksucking phone sex cum flowing into my mouth and accept the reality of the situation. I still barely remembered how I got there, and the cock unloading down my throat and adding a salty-sweet flavoring to my every breath was overstaying its welcome. Specifically, it was overstaying its stay in my mouth, accepting the tongue bath I gave so freely and greedily taking advantage of my natural desire to suck. I’ve always had an oral fixation, and there’s something special about using a cock to help your nerves. It had to move on though, things had to happen, I couldn’t stay like this, luxuriating all day. I had to get up, I had things to do, like ride this cock in fetish phone sex!

Oh, you thought I meant like, grocery shopping? No, I spit that dick out of my lips and away from my soft inner cheeks because my core was begging for a hard, solid fucking. I needed it, I begged for it, I got on my back and grabbed my tits with one hand while reaching down and spreading my wet pussy lips with the other. Two fingers were all that were needed for that dribbling cunt. He could see deep inside, all the way to my spasming womb and leaking nectar base. I really needed him deeper, I drooled a little at the thought. “Fuck me.” He hadn’t wanted more than an extra second to pounce and plunge his hard man meat so deep my entire body twitched. There’s something to be said about technique, or a bastion of skill that rocks the mind and answers your cravings. He had none of that, what he did have, was a length so mighty my ass clapped just feeling it ram deep in what I was pretty sure was forced intoxication phone sex. After-all, I still had no clue what the fuck.

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…

Cum Slut Phone Sex gets real when drugs are involved

Cum Slut Phone SexMy cum slut phone sex slut head was so fuzzy I wasn’t sure I could have stopped even if my boyfriend had been begging. I needed this man’s dick and I needed it right that moment. I don’t really remember why, I had been drinking but every pump and bob of my head is added to a powerful feeling of bliss on my tongue and in my throat. It had to have been a drug, something slipped into my drink before I was brought back to the back room with some guy I never even got the name of. I knew he was some kind of playboy, his red coat was really memorable and he smelled of money. That lack of desperation was powerful. I remember wondering why a guy like that would stoop to drugging a daddys girl phone sex expert but now I know why, it was the power. Men like that get a taste of power very young and they don’t ever want to let it go. They don’t have to let anything go, there’s always another girl just like me to play games with. Our wet pussies begging for a fuckstick to fill them with meat and then hot steamy jizz and future problems. Our mouths needily slobbering on shafts we’d never seen before until right that moment. I can still remember the surging needs that flowed through me the very moment I saw his prick in the dark lighting of the private room. I fell to my knees without having to be asked or told. I moved my hips as I sauntered over across the floor in what I now imagine to be lewd shambling, my tits out, my hips naked as the day I was born. I needed his cum, more than anything else in the world. Drugs phone sex will screw a girl up in all the best ways.