If you are a good boy, you get mommy phone sex as a present this year. With me, even if you are a naughty boy, you still get mommy sex. I am a naughty woman, so I prefer naughty boys. I love naughty boys. I raised naughty boys. My husband is traveling for work, which means mommy can do coke in the house. Yeah, for mommy. Marcus, my hot thug black dealer made a house call last night to bring me a big bag of coke. Marcus never just gives me coke. I must work for it. Last night, I worked for it and my boys worked for it too. My sons love when they can be involved. Marcus likes to watch mommy whores in action. Fuck my sons for coke? Hell yes. I do that all the time and never get to have an audience. Marcus stroked his big black cock while he watched my boys take turns with my mommy fuck holes. Marcus, like most of my callers, has mommy fantasies. Because he could not fuck his own mommy, he likes to watch my boys fuck me. He was telling them what to do too. Fuck mommy’s ass. Put both your cocks in your whore mommy’s cunt. Fist mommy with your little hands. I was so wet because it was like I was being directed in a P blue movie. I was doing lines of coke while my sons followed my drug dealer’s instructions to fuck the shit out of me. My boys loved it too. They will fuck me with no one watching or the world watching. They just love fucking mommy’s wet bald pussy. They also love it when I get high, because I never tell them to stop when they get rough with my mommy holes. I am going to enjoy my week with my husband gone. I can be a druggy whore in my own home.
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A Hot Squirting Pussy in a Snowstorm
I got a hot squirting pussy last night. That was the best gift I could ever receive. It has been a while since anyone made my pump pussy squirt. I love to fuck. I have a high libido and I need to cum several times a day. I usually fuck once a day and masturbate a few dozen times. That is my Covid routine. When there is not a health crisis, I can get dick several times a day. Last night, I scored two guys. And both had big cocks. Bigger than I expected. They were average build and height for men. One guy was shorter than me and I am 5’8. They were cute and they were brothers. To be able to fuck brothers, I was willing to lower my standards for a night. It is bucket list for me to get tag teamed by brothers. They were good citizens helping me when my car got stuck in the snow. I was not out looking for dick. I went to the store for dog food, so I did not run out when the blizzard hit. It just came earlier than I expected. I slid on some black ice, got stuck in a snowbank. A car came to my rescue immediately. When I saw two heroes, cute ones too, I flirted shamelessly. Once my car was pushed out of the embankment, one of the brothers drove my car home while the other followed us. I invited them in. That was when things heated up. I had a wet bald pussy just thinking about them fucking me. But when they started really fucking me, I came so hard. I gushed all over them. I had one brother in my mouth and one in my cunt for a few hours. They each got a turn at my pussy. They had almost identical cocks. They appeared to be about 10-inches each and equally thick. They spent the night because in the time I was squirting on their cocks, the roads got worse. If you are going to be snowed in, be snowed in with hung brothers, right?
Caramel Slave LaShay
I need a man that knows how to treat me like the whore I am. Tie me up, gag me and fuck me until I beg you for mercy. Some men don’t understand that a woman just wants to be dominated at times and brutally fucked, forced to take cock. Slap me in my face as you push your cock deeper into my pussy; make me ask for permission in order to cum all over your cock.
Master always fucks me like I desire to be fucked. As soon as he walks into the room, I drop to my knees and keep my head down, waiting for his acknowledgement. “You want me to treat you like the whore your are, slave?” “Yes master!” Just mouthing the words makes my pussy wet, this is what I’ve been waiting for. He ties my hands behind my back and my feet together before allowing me to worship his huge cock. I spit and suck all over his cock before he grabs me by the back of the head and forces it deeper into my throat. As I gag on his huge cock, he slaps me and calls me a good fucking whore. That’s what I love hearing; that’s all I want is to be your good little whore. When master is satisfied, he lifts me off the floor and bends me over. “Yes Master, please fuck me”, I beg, anticipating the feeling of his huge dick entering my pussy. He has a different idea, however. Instead, he begins whipping my back and ass as I continue to beg for his cock. He knows exactly how to treat me.
My Trophies Are Satan’s Fuck Dolls
The brats are often called trophies. But ya know any bitch that spreads her legs can fucking earn a damned trophy. I happen to have a set of twins Boy/ Girl and another daughter. They were lucky to be allowed to grow in my womb and be brought into this world. I’d have aborted the whole shebang, but then I learned. I learned that I could earn some cash on this misfortune. The misfortune was 18 fucking months of hell in the southern heat. I was not ready to be a breading whore but it happened. I am now enjoying the fruits of my loins and allowing other loinal integrations with the cum suckers I bred. It’s just a thing. One thing for sure is that the twisted fantasy of yours can be played out in the most sexually charged hot ways with my guidance. Hahaha… But one thing to remember…. is that Satan is the man and we worship at midnight.
Toy Party
Every one knows I have a huge toy fetish!
Who ever said diamonds are a girls best friend has clearly never head a mind blowing orgasm by a rock hard plastic cock the never stops!
So when it came to my Christmas list this year, there was no question that everyone was getting their stockings (and pussies) stuffed with the best pussy pleasing toys that I could find!
I couldn’t wait to pass out the gifts so I had to have my Christmas party early!
All the girls came and before we could suck down the second shot, the clothes were hitting the floor!
There were strap-ons plowing deep into tight puckered asses all night long!
Nipple clamps were teasing tits and making girls giggle and scream!
And fake cocks of all shapes and sizes were slipping and sliding into hot squirting pussies and while butt plugs vibrated juicy asses!
Girls were using velvet tongues to tease and tickle twitching clits while pussies grinded into each other while fucking with double ended dildos!
By the end of the night, every cunt was dripping and every ass had been fucked!
Don’t get me wrong…nothing is better than the feeling of a live hot thick throbbing cock pushing hard into a girls tight cunt!
But a few double A’s can get a whole group of girls through many cold nights!
Whipped On The Cross
Master teaches a BDSM class at the local library on Thursday nights. This past week, he brought me along to assist him with a demonstration. Tonight’s topic was one that made me break out in a sweat, and my submissive little cunt drip; whipping. I love the way Master kisses me with his nine tail leather whip. He’s never gentle, and always quite precise with his blows. It drives every inch of me absolutely wild to be at his sadistic mercy.
The stage was set, a raised platform in the center of some chairs. Many chairs, in fact. Up on the dais was a St. Andrew’s Cross, and he nodded at it expectantly. I was dressed in nothing but high heels, which thankfully meant he couldn’t be whipping or caning the bottoms of my feet tonight. I trotted over, obedient, to the cross, and let him strap me up. My view was of the cross alone, my head with no movement. I heard the room fill, and Master started to speak.
He explained the basics of the Saint Andrew’s Cross, and the use of the whip to stimulate the senses and generate orgasms through pain. I was dripping visibly already, as he came and used the whip handle to play in my wetness. I moaned involuntarily, humiliated. Then, Master started to whip me; hard. He worked over my body with such precise aggression, I was moments away from cumming. Master completely lacerated my entire back, my thighs, my ass, my tits. He let the whip bite me again and again. And, again and again, I came from the pain.
Cum slut phone sex with Janie
I can’t wait for my daddy’s office holiday party this year. Every year, during the party, I sneak off with his boss and make sure that Daddy gets the holiday bonus he deserves! Last year, I spiked the boss man’s drink with a special little pill that I got from a friend. After a few sips, he was ready to get wild with me! I had him fucked up and drooling on himself as he tried to rub all over my tight, hot body. I took him into his office and pushed him back onto his desk. I made sure that Daddy recorded the whole thing as I got on top of him and pulled his hard cock out. I popped the head of his hard dick in and out of my tight little cunnie. I told him to beg my Daddy for my little pussy if he wanted it. We got a hot video of his boss, fucked up, looking right into the camera and begging for my tiny, young cunnie to make his cock cum. I rode that old man’s stiff, tiny cock until he shot his pathetic little load into me. I emailed him the video with the title “Happy Holidays!”. He gave Daddy an extra few hundred bucks in his bonus check for the wild time he had with my tiny bald pussy.
My Wet Bald Pussy Needed Stuffing
My wet bald pussy needed stuffing. I am alone with no family and no boyfriend. I just wanted some stuffing and some man gravy. I was at the strip club last night, but oddly enough it was pretty dead. Holidays are always slamming, so I am certain the lack of horny men buying VIP time with me had to do with Covid and not Thanksgiving. I was not ready to go home to an empty house when I left the club last night, so I went to the hotel bar next door. I was the belle of the ball. The bar was supposed to close early per the governor’s orders, but the bar owner was a rebel. He just dimmed the lights and locked us inside. There was me and maybe 8 other guys. Not a huge crowd. But enough men to make me not feel lonely. I had one too many Tequila shots and my slut side shined. It shined bright too. I started guzzling cock from a bar stool. The horny men lined up to skull fuck me. I swallowed cum and I swallowed a lot. In the moment, I joked about cum shots. Guys who could not wait, started cumming in shot glasses. Since I am a cum whore, I pounded back their cum shots. It was not a traditional Thanksgiving celebration, but I was not alone. Plus, I got the stuffing I wanted and all the man gravy I could handle.
Built for Big Tit Fucking
I am built for big tit fucking. I am built for trouble too. I always stand out with 44 EEE natural breasts. I got called to jury duty last week. Honestly, I thought I could use COVID as an excuse. I mean I did not want to be in courtroom 6 feet apart or 6 inches apart from anyone. I had no luck getting out of it, so I thought if I looked too distracting, I would be dismissed. That was my plan. So, the day I was set to appear for jury selection, I crammed my big tits into a tiny baby doll t-shirt. I had on a tight short skirt and black boots that came above my knees. I was sitting behind a partition, but my tits stole the courtroom. The lawyer was asking me questions but got tongue tied. The other lawyer had the same issue. Both lawyers wanted me, just not for the jury, LOL. As I was leaving, the defense lawyer chased me to the parking lot. I thought maybe they changed their mind, or I forgot to sign something. He asked me out. I asked him if it violated some ethical or legal obligation and he said only if I was selected as a juror. Then he proceeded to tell me that is why he dismissed me because once I was a juror on a case he was involved, he would never get to see me naked. I was kind of hoping I was worth the risk of being disbarred. I gave him my number, and we hooked up that night. Of course, he was married. Most of my fans are, but he was rich. Italian suit wearing, fancy sports car driving, Rolex rich. And he had a big dick to boot. The moment he entered my wet bald pussy, I was squirting and screaming. Wow. If his skills in the bedroom mirrored his skills in the courtroom, he could get me off for murder with 20 eyewitnesses. I snagged another married man into my fuck rotation. And to think, I wanted to avoid court.
Cheating Phone Sex with the Boy Next Door
Cheating phone sex is so much fun. Sometimes, I cheat with the wrong man though. I have a lot of married lovers. More than I can count and more than I can keep track of too. My neighbor is one of my favorite married lovers. He is married to my landlord. He is handsome, hung and super nice. He treats me well. We have struggled with hooking up in this pandemic because his wife is around a lot more and he is now working from home. She is the one with most of the money from an inheritance. We have been supplementing real time with sexy mutual masturbation phone sex. We can talk late at night after his wife crashes and cum together. If we are feeling extra naughty, we give each other a show. I will rub my pussy from my bedroom, and he will stroke his cock from his office. I had a girlfriend over last night. We drank a lot of wine, smoked some weed from Miami and watched horror movies. I stumbled to my bedroom after she left and saw my next door lover in his office. He was stroking his cock. It looked like he was watching me. I was horny. I was missing his cock. I waved him over. I saw him leave the window, so I assumed we had a booty call date. I went downstairs to let him in. Oops. It was not him, but his barely legal son. I had no idea he was visiting his dad. I have watched him grow up over the years, but he looked like a man now. A yummy horny man. This was what I considered a happy accident. I was not violating any laws. My married lover might not be thrilled, but did he need to know? I was certain his son would not brag to his father that he banged the sexy BBW next door. I went with it. I pulled him inside and devoured his throbbing cock. Junior was bigger than daddy by about 2 inches. That extra cock meat felt amazing in my wet bald pussy. I passed out after we came. I guess junior went home. So, when daddy came by for an earlier morning rise and shine fuck, he got the sloppy seconds from his son and had no clue. He just thought I was happy to see him. I was.















