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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Working From Home Gets Soggy Phonesex

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Working from home is allowing you pervs so much extra freedom. Yes, your wives are home but you’re locking yourselves in your office for privacy and that’s when I slip in to take advantage of you. It starts with an innocent message. You wanted to check in on me, see how I was feeling, cus you are such a nice guy.

Then we begin to flirt a little and your dick is beginning to wake up, as it always does when you engage me. I remind you of that stash of diapers you have packed away from the last time you gave up all control to me. Don’t you remember how helpless you felt when I diapered you and made you wet yourself? You were soggy and more turned on than you’d ever been.

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It’s Not Cheating Phonesex

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I asked you to take me out. It shouldn’t have been a big deal. I’d bought a new, sexy dress and wanted to get dolled up so you could show me off. Having a girlfriend who looks like me should be fun and exciting but instead, you make everything feel like a chore. After agreeing to come out with me, you immediately started drinking.

At the bar, you continued. A super sexy gentleman came up to sit by me. He was making small talk with me while you chugged back shot after shot. You didn’t seem to notice the way he was touching my lower back or the way he was eye-fucking me. His voice was deep and he would lean into my ear when the crowd got loud. His breath tickling my ear and soaking my panties.

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Bringing Diapers to Work Phonesex

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What is it with the men I pick?! I found another tall, sexy man who made my panties wet with his voice alone, and GUESS what I find in his fucking apartment? Yup…Diapers. Another damn DIAPER BOY!! Do I have a sign on my forehead that says, “I wanna MOTHER you?” ‘Cus trust me… I don’t.

I packed up his diapee’s in a purse and drove to his work. I strolled through his office, making eye contact with his co-workers while silently thinking, “Did you know? Do YOU know about the diapers? How about you? Oh, I fucking bet you know.” My squinted eyes accusing everyone who left me in the dark.

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Kayla Loves to Ruin Your Orgasm Phonesex

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I want you to look at my pussy. Really look, and study the folds of my sweet spot. Your tongue should flutter and caress over every inch of my hot, drooling pussy. I want you to eat me as your life depends on it.

Does eating pussy make your dick hard? Listening to my moans as I squirm for you. The way my hands grip at your head and shove you tighter against my needy cunt. Mmm, yes. I’m sure it will make you rock hard for me.

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Dirty Talking Phonesex with Kayla Cumsalot

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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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Do I look like a Cock Slut? Phonesex

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My dentist appointment on Tuesday was much easier than I thought it would be, but something the dentist said has really been bothering me. I had this wisdom tooth coming in sideways, and it was making my jaw so tight and uncomfortable, so I knew what had to be done.

It had to be removed. The stupid oral surgeon only works one day, every two weeks, so it felt like forever until I could see him. Finally, when they were able to see me, he looked in my mouth and agreed that the tooth has got to go.

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GAME NIGHT “What Did You Do?” Phonesex

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Tonight at 6 pm PST, I’ll be hosting game night! You don’t have to be smart or have a long cock (lucky for you losers, eh?) to win my game. February is the month of LOVE and since y’all spend all day here, I assumed you must be good at purchasing gifts to win your lady’s favor after she’s caught you with your dick in your hand.

I’ll be sharing some gift ideas (You’re welcome) and all you have to do is tell me “What did you do,” that caused you to spend that much $$money$$ on a gift.

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Chatroom Humiliation Game Phonesex

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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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Good Girl Phonesex

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A car door shuts somewhere outside. My ears perk up and my head tilts to the side as I listen, “Daddy?” I hop off the couch, skipping down the hall to kneel in the foyer. My head is still turned toward the front door to listen carefully for his heavy footsteps coming up the walkway. An uncontrollable wiggle takes over my rear as I hear the key get pushed into the lock. The tiny clicks of it turning in place make me bounce in place and then the door opens and I squeal!

“Who’s Daddy’s good girl?” He asks chuckling at my giddy expression and how I’m squirming to stay in place on my knees, naked before him with only my thick leather collar around my neck.

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