Everyone Needs a Giggle Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Small Penis Humiliation was hard for me when I started working here. Welp, not anymore and not when its little tictacs like this who call and want my “Honest opinion.” Honey, how does this even count as a dick!?

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Dirty Talking Phonesex with Kayla Cumsalot

Sweet Lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Some girls are afraid to TALK DIRTY. They get nervous and stumble over words like PUSSY or Penis but not me. I’ve always had a dirty little mouth. My Mommy says I cuss like a sailor, and she hates how unladylike I can be. I can’t help it. I FUCKING love to talk dirty.

Did you know that a person who swears often has been said to be smarter and more creative than someone who doesn’t say those naughty fucking words? It’s true. They aren’t bad so much as sentence enhancers, in my opinion.

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Valentine’s Gift Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I am loyal…I really am. It’s just that…sigh…I have so many fantasies always swirling around my head that I can’t help but constantly think about other things that I…well…need. It doesn’t mean I don’t care about my boyfriend but there are times when I just desire something…more. Ya know, what I mean?
So, we are planning our Valentine’s Day together and I can’t wait to spend it with him. But there is this guy that I keep running into at the gym. He is…arousing. I usually stay very focused when I am there. I don’t like wasting my time. But I keep finding myself being distracted by this man as I try and stick to my routine. I know we all have crushes but this is something more.

Chatroom Humiliation Game Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Tomorrow a pencil dick loser has opened himself up to extreme, public humiliation. When I log on, he’ll be paying all of the girls in the room to tolerate a ten-minute “loser trivia” game.

It will just be five questions and I’ve made it so easy for you to play and win! All of the answers will easily be found on my Twitter. By the end of the game, the player with the most points will be gifted a ten min call with me. Paid for by the loser himself.

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We’re Looking For a Sissy Phonesex With Kaykay and Tom

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

We’re looking for a sissy to abuse. Tom and I have a super hot sex life but there is always room to add a cleanup sissy. All this month, we’ll be hosting auditions for the perfect slut. What? Did you think you were just going to raise your hand and get to slurp his cum from my pussy? No, bitch. We’re looking for a dedicated cleanup slut.

In order to apply, you should come to us prepared. We’ll require photo proof of your useless dick. It will be caged while you are with us because your orgasm will come as a reward for doing a job well done. Tom and I, of course, will make fun of you for our pleasure.

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Mistletoe Over My Cameltoe Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2369 ext 357

Sweet Lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2369 ext 357

Normally, I’m the one who sleeps in late. Forcing Daddy to drag me out of bed but this morning that sleepy man wouldn’t budge! I shook his shoulder and WHINED his name, I even licked his face and with a sleepy smile, he shooed me away.

This little girl dislikes being shooed. I had to come up with a plan that would surely get my Daddy out of bed. I sat on the edge of the bed plotting. Like Pooh Bear, I thought, thought, thought and then it HIT ME! Mistletoe! Jumping from the bed, I ran to the hall. Daddy had hung mistletoe last night and I snatched it down from the wall.

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One Holy Night Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I’ve discovered an enjoyable way to make a boy whimper and cry. Those sounds fill me with such joy. Hearing you hurt for me feels so good. I want to have one hot holy night with you. When you enter my room, the scent hits you first. Warm peppermint assaults your senses, and you realize the smell is coming from the many red candles I’ve lit all over the room.

Instantly you’re on guard. You know the night will soon fill with your screams for mercy. However, I have no intention of being merciful. I want to see you hurt, and you’ll take it for me, like a good boy.

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Currency Control Climax Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He’s a hard working man. One who plans and builds. He’s in control of every aspect of his every day life until he submits to me. How does such a man give in? Through currency control, of course. I’m younger than him and I don’t work nearly as hard as he does. His early mornings, late nights, working over time is so much more than my rolling over in bed to take phonesex calls in my lingerie. (Lingerie someone else bought me.) Why should he hand over his money to me?

The answer is much more simple than you can imagine. Because I want it.

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A Pity Lick Phonesex

Pity

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

You filthy, sick fuck. I can not believe what you called and told me today. I knew you were twisted but I had no idea you’d take it that far. A pity lick from a bitch who didn’t know better. I wasn’t surprised you started the story with, “I was jerking off.” That much is obvious. You can’t keep your hand off your puny cock.

You told me you’d “heard” how good it felt to jerk off with vegetable oil and wanted to try it. Claiming once you’d slathered up your cock, you tipped your head back, closed your eyes, and let it feel good. You even told me you felt her weight as she climbed on the couch next to you. Right then, you should have stopped then but you didn’t. You let that bitch lick your dick.

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Office Relief Phonesex

Office

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

You clawed your way to the top. No one handed you that big office with the view. You earned it. Just as you’ve earned me. Your little office relief slut. I knew what the position consisted of when you hired me. The obligations were clear. It was required of me to be in your office from nine to five, for whatever you needed.

The first day, I showed up wearing what I thought was cute office attire. Finding quickly that it didn’t matter what I wore to the job because once there, you stripped me naked. Your big office has floor to ceiling windows on one wall, a black, leather love seat and of course, your massive desk with chairs opposite for your guests.

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