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Daddies doll

hot ass sexDaddy was having a long day. I knew his day at the office was stressful. I got a text, and I knew what it meant. Daddy wanted his sweet girl to make his night special. I didn’t hesitate to dress up in some hot lingerie and put some sexy, sultry makeup and get ready for a beautiful night to devote to my Daddy. When Daddy came in I greeted him with a kiss and brought him over to my room. I gave him a massage to release the tension. I had fun pulling his cock out and rubbing it and sucking it. Daddy was going to have the time of his life. I got right on Daddies dick and began to fuck him till his eyes rolled back. He couldn’t take it anymore. Daddy began to bend me over and instantly he was having hot ass sex with my bum. Daddy sure does know how to lay some pipework.

Cheap Phone Sex Date: Save Your Money, Let’s Fuck

cheap phone sexCheap phone sex doesn’t mean the quality has to suffer. I am cheap and quality. I always tell guys who ask me out that I am a cheap date. Honestly, I am no spoiled princess. I don’t need a sugar daddy. I don’t need a man to pay my bills or buy me things. I make my own money. I don’t need a man; I want a man. Sure, it is nice to go out to eat or to see a movie, but if I agree to a date, it is because I want to fuck you. Whatever we do before is just icing on the cake. Tony put so much effort into our date that I feared it bankrupted him. He took me to the finest restaurant in town. We only drank top shelf drinks. We went dancing at an exclusive new club. We drove in style too because we were in a rental car. No way he drives a Bentley. He is a construction worker. He was down to impress me, but it wasn’t necessary. I am happy with Netflix and McDonalds to go. Maybe skinny wannabe model types expect the finer things in life on a date, but I am just the girl next door. I am impressed by how you treat me as a person not how much you spend on me. If I even agree to a date, I like you; I am already impressed. No need to take time away from getting busy. I had a blast with Tony, but I wanted to feel his cock inside my wet bald pussy before dinner. I wanted to be fucking him all night long. Eventually, we got to fuck, and it was as hot as I expected, but the hours we spent dining and dancing, we could have spent fucking. Don’t feel the need to get to know me. I am down to fuck at hello.

GFE Phone Sex: I’ll Make You Feel Like Royalty

gfe phone sexGFE phone calls are my favorite. I love to spoil a man. I love to cater to a man’s every need and make him feel special. I get a lot of practice with that at the strip club. Men come to Big Al’s because they are looking for a connection. They are looking to feel special. I know guys lie all the time at the club. They claim to be sugar daddy types with enough money to put me in a penthouse for life. They have dirt under their fingernails and drinking working man’s liquor like beer in a can and bottom shelf vodka. I have real sugar daddies in my life, I can spot a poser. But guess what? I don’t care because when they are in the club, they are king in my mind. I want to make them think that they run the world. I love building up common men, hard workers who barely scrape by. They come to the club to escape reality, much in the same way guys call for fantasy phone sex. I have real sugar daddies in my life who spoil me rotten and I have the pretend sugar daddies who just need to come to the club and think they are something special. In my mind, all men are special if they don’t act like tools. A guy with a 2 inch pecker claiming he is God’s gift to women, is going to get a wake up call and a lot of humiliation. A nice man who needs a break from his hardworking and boring life is going to be treated like royalty. Josh found out last night when he came into the club. I could tell he had a laborer’s job; his hands betrayed him. He said he was an investment banker in town for business. He bought me drinks and lap dances and likely maxed out his credit card to support his illusion. He was handsome and nice, so I indulged his illusion and gave him the best head and fuck he has ever experienced. For a few hours I made him feel like he really was the rich fat cat he told me he was. I will make you feel special too. You can be my phone sex sugar daddy.

Better than ice cream

GFE phone sex GFE phone sex calls let you make the girl you’ve always wanted. Not the one you’re stuck with at home. You love pounding my pussy so fucking hard. But I love it too. I like it when you’re rough with me and choke me when I’m on top. I can’t believe your cunt wife doesn’t like this. Too bad so sad for her because if she got it then you wouldn’t have it to share with me. My favorite part is the very end when I get to wrap my lips around your big beautiful dick and lick all of my juices off of it. Letting you gag me a few times right before your nuts clinch and you blow your huge thick load of cum into my mouth. The way we taste together is better than ice cream.

Cockingsucking Fun

Cocksucking Phone SexI was leaving the party a bit earlier then I normally do cause I had work to prepare for. When I realized I couldn’t find my jacket. Retracing my steps I found it on a recliner stuck under then passed out college boy. I attempted to shake him, slapped his face a little he wouldn’t wake up. One of his frat friends said I could always blow him that should work. He laughed until I got down on my knees. Apparently he didn’t think I would take him so seriously. Soon a group of this guy friends were surrounding us. I took his limp cock out of his shorts and slowly started licking around the base. Jerking my hand up near his head, making it rock hard. I sucked his head hard like a lollipop while massaging my thumb on his sensitive spot right under the head. A bunch on his buddies cheering me on. He finally started opening his eyes a bit, watching me sucking his cock. He woke up more when I started to deep throat his cock a bunch of his friends started high fiving with him. He cock started to convulse under my grip so I gave them a grand finish and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I jerked the shaft into my mouth so they could all see the cum shot emptying into my mouth and face. Then I took my jacket and left.

GFE Phone Sex: I Know a Poser When I See One

gfe phone sexI love gfe phone calls. But I have been spoiled by the real deal, so I don’t want no scrubs. No Splenda daddies can get with me. I was working at the strip club last night when this fat cat rolled in. He was running up a big tab with bottles and lap dances. I didn’t believe he was wealthy. He was bragging about his Bentley and his mansion. He had dirty fingers. Laborer fingers. His hands were dry and cracked. He had a farmer’s tan. This guy did hard labor. Millionaires don’t do labor in 95 degrees because they want too. I know how to spot a sugar daddy. I also know how to spot a poser. My girls at the club thought that just because he had an American Express card and bragged about his riches he was sugar daddy material. I am a highly skilled sugar baby. I didn’t fall for his shit. The other girls fawned all over him while I told Big Al they better run his card because he was racking up charges I was sure he couldn’t pay for. Sure enough his card declined for the $1,200 he had racked up. The bartender ran a $100 first to make sure the card was good for the tab, then she was duped by his bells and whistles too. I told Al to let me handle him. I pulled him up on the stage and tied him to the pole. It was a packed audience too. I think he thought he was getting a pole dance from me. Nope. I yanked off his pants and exposed his tiny weenie. All the girls started laughing. I knew it. I have been a phone sex slut long enough to recognize a poser. He was acting like a fat cat when he was a broke ass loser with a tiny dick to boot. All the girls took turns laughing at him and shaming him in front of the real men. Big Al may never see his money, but that Splenda daddy will think twice before trying to fake his way in between a hot bitch’s legs again.

Mistaken Identity

Prostitution Phone SexSo one of the fun things about me is I love to go out and party most Saturday night. Unwind and really just go a bit wild. My girlfriends told me about this new club located a little further downtown then I normally go. I was excited and went shopping, grabbed a cute small outfit that hugged tightly around the curves of my body. I even decided to amp up my slutty factor just a bit and brought this bright red stiletto heels. My hair was teased up wearing my bright red lipstick generously applied to my lips. I decided to the couple of blocks through downtown to get to get there. I wanted to see what other places were around. A lot of older stores and some shady tattoo parlors. I was watched intently as if I was suspicious just being around. I was feeling uncomfortable, when a nice benz pulled up next to me and asked if I would like a ride. Relieved I accepted and got in, and mentioned I was heading more into downtown. The man who picked me up placed his hand on my thigh and chuckled “We don’t have to go somewhere that would be a insult to your beauty”. I was flattered and intrigued at this point and kept my mouth shut. He took up a very nice hotel I surprised when he walked up to the front and booked a suite. He was a good looking man and obviously well off so if he wanted to fuck, I was totally all for it. We got up to the room and it was simply lovely. He came of behind me and whispered “I can’t wait to fuck you on every surface in here, it’s going to take all night”. He then reached into a bag in pulled out a very large bundle of cash. “I realize you look a bit more high end then they girls I’m use too, so I hope this is more than enough to own you for one night. If you do well I would like to keep your contact info for whenever I’m in town, I’ll pay you the same each and every time” he kissed my neck as he started to undress me. I realized now he thought I was a prostitute walking through downtown, however judging by the giant pile of cash this wouldn’t be a bad set up for me. I better be the best damn prostitute he’s ever had.

Showing my off

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 I still have my hair done and makeup on from last night. I had such a great time, one of my old friends called me we were in school together and told that he was having a little get together and he wanted me to come. He wasn’t very attractive but he has a nice place and a few mutual friends. so i thought why not, well he was hitting on me the entire night and I told him that if he was going to get in my panties, he would have to be okay with me still fucking other people including my ex. He was ok with it, he got off on the fact that I was making him look good. He really just wanted to show me off , and as i remember he did write a few of papers in school and helped a lot i did it for him. I let him show me off like we were a couple at the end of the night. It was fun and he wasn’t to bad in bed ; )

Bathroom boning

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Daddy loves when I wear make up for him. His big Daddy dick stays erect and ready to enter my mouth. I got Daddy so horny and ready to pop out of his pants at my cousin’s graduation dinner. Daddy gave me that sign I knew what that meant. He excused himself to the bathroom, and I soon followed. There Daddy and I were in the employee bathroom. We didn’t use the public bathroom because it was packed. Daddy wanted me to bend over for him. How can I resist? I’m a true Daddies girl, and I have to make him proud. Daddy probed me and banged me I had to bite my lips to stop myself from moaning loud. When Daddy was done, he came in my mouth, and some of it dripped down. I had cum shots on tits for dessert. Daddy couldn’t help himself and started to suck my nipples clean and went to my pussy and licked it clean. I like being a tiny whore Daddy is a big guy, but luckily all he had to do was prop me on the sink and have his way with me.

Phone Sex Whore

 

phone sexI love being a phone sex whore. How many jobs can you hang out naked playing with your pussy all day? I get paid to masturbate thanks to horny men like you. Although, I make ample money being a phone whore, I have a few other adult gigs. I look like a bimbo; I will never fit in at an office gig. I have tried to be a secretary, but the women all hate me because bosses and male employees love me. Anyway, I also do some fetish modeling and I strip at a local gentleman’s club that I have danced at for decades. I am not the oldest pole dancer at Big Al’s but I am a far cry from the youngest. I feature dance a couple nights a week or when Big Al calls me personally. He had some high rollers in from Japan. Asian men love buxom blondes. He considered it a personal favor to do a private dance for these out of town businessmen. I love Big Al, so I was happy to help. I love big spenders. I know Asian men don’t have the big cocks I am accustomed too, but I am a greedy whore. If men are spoiling me with big tips, I will act like their little dicks are amazing. These guys went crazy over me. I had not even taken my clothes off yet and they were throwing money at me. Asian women don’t look like me. They took some big tit photos with me. My boobs swallowed a few of the men alive! Instead of Godzilla, it would be my monster boobs that swallowed Tokyo.  They spoke very little English, but I understood boobs. I gave them all hand jobs. We were in a VIP room, so anything goes there. They were happy with blowjobs and handjobs thankfully because their dicks would have fallen out of my ruined pussy. My pussy is spoiled by huge monster snake. I only entertained them for a few hours, but they were buying top-shelf bottles and tipping well. Big Al was happy because that group of businessmen spent more money in 2.5 hours in the VIP room than the rest of the club made all day. I can make anyone feel special when they have money.