Spank Me Why Don’tcha Phonesex

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Spank me, why don’tcha? Talk, talk, talk! Man, you just don’t shut up, do ya? I know I skipped curfew, but you didn’t let me explain. I was too busy having FUN to come home on time. Obviously, I don’t expect you to understand, Daddy. You’ve probably been a stick in the mud your whole life.

Like now, for example. You keep lecturing me over and over when all this would be moot if you just spanked me!

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Kayla Cumsalot’s Tease and Denial Phonesex Pleasures

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I can be such a tease. So I came home later than usual, a tad after two in the morning. Stumbling through the door into the darkness with laughter still bubbling over my lips, I didn’t even try to quiet myself. Girl nights are always the best! Especially when I had a little slave boy is waiting for me at home.

As I made my way through the hallway, I began to strip out of my short cocktail dress. I was kicking off my high heels as I ping-ponged from wall to wall. There was a blueish light coming from the living room, and I knew that’s where I would find my slave boy waiting. I’d promised him a chance to orgasm tonight after I got home, and my body was buzzing with excitement.

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Safe Word Phonesex By Krysta

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey, hi! It’s me, Daddy’s little chunka monka, Krysta! I’m new and ravenous for the sweet treat in your pants. My Daddy is away, and this naughty princess is now at play. But, like anything in life that you could over-indulge, when you call me up, someone is going to need a safe word, and it isn’t me! Do you have one in place, or should I pick one for you?

Make sure you pick carefully. I wouldn’t want our sexy time to come to an end before we are both satisfied.

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Oh, What Have You Let Me Do Phonesex

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, Daddy! What have you let me do? Remember a few weeks ago when I was curious about that brown drink you had? The one in the short glass with the ice cubes? You told me it was for adults, and it helped them feel good, remember?

And then, after you told me about it, you even took me behind the wet bar in the basement and showed me how to make it exactly how you like it. Two fingers poured over two ice cubes. You showed me exactly how. Then every day after you taught me, I made sure you had a drink ready for you as soon as you came home from work.

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Every Kiss Begins With … KAYLA Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

One of my very favorite married cocks sent me this photo. Now, he knows I love to play with his wedding ring. I’ve made him cum on it countless times. Always teasing about how the endless vow it represents is a filthy lie, especially when I’m imagining sucking his ring from his finger—pretending to hook my teeth gently under the ring and graze it up and off his long finger while my tongue plays with the band until it’s slipped into my mouth. Then, of course, as I’m telling him how I want to abuse his ring, he begs for permission to cum for me. But this was the first time I laid eyes on the ring he picked for his wife.

This picture made me consider a time before he knew me—a time when this hopeful man must have been so in love and excited for the future. It gives me warm fuzzies to picture him there, standing in front of rows and rows of diamonds, having no idea that every kiss will one day begin with Kayla.

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Kayla Cumsalot Gets Controlled By Daddy Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I’m not used to being controlled. Normally, he lets me take the lead, but he’d been working all day. Too busy for distractions and too busy for me. I do like accompanying Daddy on his business trips, but things can get rather boring waiting in the hotel room for him to finish up with his day.

When he finally arrived, I decided I would pounce on him and tell him how much I missed him while he was gone, but he flipped the script on me! I was wearing white thigh-high stocking and a tiny white thong when he came through the door. Like I planned, I ran into his arms, but he spun me around and growled: “Put your hands on the wall!”

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Too Pathetic For Hot Young Pussy Phonesex

By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

A guy called me today and told me he was “Finally going to get some pussy.” I know what you’re thinking; how pathetic. He is! But it’s even worse than you think. He’s near twice my age and has to settle for old lady pussy because hot girls don’t want to waste their time.

His seven-inch dick doesn’t make up for the fact that he’s a two-pump chump. The dude can’t fuck for longer than three minutes, and that’s being generous. It makes me bust out in giggles when he asks if I’d let him try to last in my tight teen pussy. No thanks, dude. Not looking to be disappointed before we get going.

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Strip Teasing Sugar Baby Phonesex With Kayla Cumsalot

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Dear Sugar Daddy,

I know you see me, even though you are hesitant to approach me. I don’t even wonder why it’s taken you so long to come to play with me. See, I already know what you are afraid of. You’re scared that once I start to strip for you, you’ll be addicted to the sweetness of my voice—dependant on my goofy charm filling your brain day in and day out. A simple striptease is like a gateway to your undoing.

It’s only a matter of time from when you take that first bite into me to when you are itching for a fix. Then one fix won’t be enough to get you through the week. You’ll need two and then three sessions a week until you find yourself shaking for a daily fix of Kayla’s little strip teasing. Even if it’s just a simple “hello” from your darling Kayla.

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Krysta Hands Out The Halloween Candy Phonesex

By Mean Lil Krysta

I was told this year, I’m too old to trick or treat and that it was my turn to stay home and hand out the Halloween candy. At first, I was pretty upset. I mean, I love dressing up and going door to door asking for chocolate and other goodies. The hotter I dress, the more candy I can typically score. However, if I had to be the one handing it out this year, I would collect a new kind of candy.

I dressed up as a schoolgirl—an easy outfit to lure older men. There would be lots of older men coming to my door tonight. Dad’s on duty, ya know? Taking their kids trick or treating is a good deed, one that deserved a reward, and I’d be the one to give it to them.

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Don’t Cum Phonesex

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Bound and gagged. Daddy had me spread open. His demanding fingers were jammed into my swollen cunt. “Don’t Cum.” He barked, but his fingers were pushing me to disobey. His two long digits curled up to scrape over my spongy g-spot.

Drool bubbled from around the red ball gag in my mouth, but that didn’t keep me from begging for permission to cum. Even if he couldn’t understand the words, I knew he understood the desperation.

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