Office Relief

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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Why Did Mr. Jones Have To Be So Dumb?

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Why did Mr. Jones have to be so dumb? All I wanted was to let him stretch my mouth and cunt with his meaty cock. And the dumb man just couldn’t take yes for an answer—something about wanting to set a good example for his daughter.

Lol, Mr. Jones. Your daughter will find out one way or another that any man worth having is having all the pussy he wants. It’s the way of the world. 95% of women want to fuck 1% of the men. And I, with my beautiful tits and soft, delicate lips made to suction cock, thought you were a 1%-er. But you had to reject me. Cause you wanted to be a good man, whatever that is. Nice guys finish last, Mr. Jones. And you gave me no choice but to prove that.

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Blow Job Behind The Bar With Kayla Cumsalot

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A girl like me doesn’t get stood up, so I was baffled as I waited at the bar for my date. I should have known better than to tempt fate with an impending disaster by agreeing to a first date on Valentine’s day. Some things just shouldn’t be done. The dimly lit bistro had gone all out for the holiday. Beautiful red roses accented every table, and candlelight flickered between the sets of lovers who were sharing a quiet, intimate meal.

I rechecked my phone; no text, no call, not even a status update from my would-be gentleman caller. “I’m sure he’s stuck in traffic.” The handsome bartender remarked while refilling my champagne glass, obviously reading the confusion on my face. “That has to be the only reason a man would be dumb enough to keep you waiting.”

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Working From Home Gets Soggy Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

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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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.

GAME NIGHT “What Did You Do?” Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

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

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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Good Girl Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

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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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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