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Prom night Blunder with Sweet Lovin Kayla Cumsalot

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The music from the gym is still heard as I come into the locker room looking for you. My prom dress is pink, short and very sparkly. Sleeveless and my tits are almost spilling free. My hair is up in a princess updo. I start calling your name. I saw you leave to use the bathroom, but you never came back. I call for you again, and instead of you answering me, your bully does.

Jason has been bullying you for as long as we’ve been dating, and it makes my tummy turn when I see him. He’s leaning against a locker in a suit, looking sexy as fuck with a wicked smirk on his face. How can someone so awful be so sexy?

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Everyone Needs a Giggle Phonesex

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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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Office Relief Phonesex

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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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What’s on Your Jerktop Phonesex

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Jerktop

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Playing Teamviewer games gives me a peek into what’s on your jerktop. You know, the collages of wank material you splash all over your desktop while you masturbate. It’s funny to see how each guy organizes these images differently. One loser who lets me into his computer makes me crazy with his spank bank chaos.

I can’t find anything under the creeper pictures he’s taken. So many innocent girls who have no idea he has secretly taken pictures of their ass or tits while they are going about their business. No one is safe around that horny fucker. Worse than just taking them is how he arranges them on his jerktop.

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Blog Me a Contest Phonesex Entry

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At the thought of the word pay, my pencil betrays me and starts to twitch. I sigh. That is how it starts. Miss Kayla is able to make my pencil twitch, but I know I can only make her happy when I pay. Pay and now stand guard.

As I lean my head against the door, I hear the moans of pleasure. She certainly sounds like she is enjoying herself. How can I make it better? How can I become more useful for Miss Kayla? Let me count her moans. Maybe I can pay her for each moan so that she gets twice the pleasure.

One, two, three.. my hand moves to my pencil as I count. Yes, she is going to like this..Come on Mr. England make her moan so I can pay. “Nine, ten” this is going to get expensive….

 

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Free Call Phonesex- Beat The Loser!

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Free Calls – Beat the Loser!

@thesdm4in (sdm4in@yahoo.com) is a pencil dick, chronic masturbator.  He knows his place is a TeamViewer blackmail slut and we’re going to moneyfuck him again by giving you guys free calls!
Read on to learn how to enter and win!

Bossman Gets It Phonesex

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Bossman likes to make me feel stupid. He’s arrogant and narcissistic. It’s funny to me that he thinks so highly of himself because everyone actually hates him. However, this morning he crossed the line. He pinched my ass and grossly whispered in my ear that he was, “too much for a little girl like you to handle.”

I almost threw up in my mouth and decided I was going to show him what, “too much” felt like.

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Driving Home With a Hard On Phonsex

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

All-day long you’re your mind has wandered. You can’t stop thinking about the way we played and the things I said. I know you better than anyone and that’s insane because we’ve never met. There was a snap in the atmosphere that first time we played. I know you felt it. It shook the earth and you yourself said this would be different.

We hoped we’d have time to play but your work was insane and my phone never stopped ringing. Now you’re driving home to your wife with a hardon for me. We both know she doesn’t make your cock grow the way I do. She knows all parts of your life and somehow she misses the mark here.

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GrubCenter Driver Delivers More Than Salad Phonesex

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Working eight hour shift days from home, glued to the computer servicing all of your horny needs makes it difficult to enjoy a healthy lunch. More often than not  I have to order my food during the workweek. Sometimes I go for a quick sub, other times I want a meaty salad.

Today I placed an order from one of my favorite family restaurants. They make a great chicken tender salad with the best ranch dressing ever.  I’ve ordered from them a few times here and there and I always have the same driver. He’s an older man who definitely likes to come to my house. Normally we share pleasantries and then he’s off to his business while I go back to mine, no harm, no foul. Today, however, he must have been planning to deliver me more than just my salad.

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Daddy Spoils Kayla on Valentines Phonesex

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I received several beautiful gifts for Valentine’s day but I’ve always been a girl who fights the sappy love bug and mushiness of romance. I think flowers are pretty but I’d rather you take me to a garden than send them to my home. However… some of you know how to peel back the armor I hold tight and make my heart skip beats in ways I hate. lol

My favorite Daddy sent my favorite gift, a haiku written just for me.

 

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