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Dirty phone talk tease, Tasha

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I’m Tasha the dirty phone talk slut and I’ve been at the mall all day long, teasing dirty old men.

Teasing old men is always so much fun!

I dress all slutty and flaunt my hot body in front of them.

All I had on today was a tiny skirt that barely covered my ass and a super tight top.

My ass was hanging out and my nipples were poking straight out but I didn’t care.

There was more than one p-daddy pervert following me around and staring at my sexy body.

I kept finding reasons to bend over and watching the way they drooled over my sexy ass and little pussy peeking out.

Looking back, giggling and winking at them made them chase me even more.

One of them followed me into a lingerie store.

When I saw his dick all stiff in his pants while watching me, I teased him more.

I flashed my titties at him a few times and blew him kisses.

Then just for fun, I called him out.

I started calling him a pervert and asking why his dick was all hard.

He was embarrassed and tried to get me to be quiet.

Shushing me only made me get louder.

I realized that I could easily get whatever I wanted from him.

That’s when I pulled out my phone and started taking pictures and videos of him.

The old pervert started desperately begging me to stop recording him and to be quiet.

I made him follow me into the bathrooms where I made a deal with him.

The videos and pictures would all be deleted if he fucked me and made me cum.

What old pervert would turn down plowing the cunt of a hot, young slut?

He whipped his cock out, bent me over and started dicking me down.

I turned and smiled at my phone that was recording everything which I had set up before he walked in.

Knowing that I had everything I needed to blackmail that old pervert, I giggled and told him my real age.

His stunned reaction didn’t mean shit since he was balls deep in my young, taboo pussy.

I have that old pervert on a leash now and he has to do anything I say or I’ll expose him!

Tasha

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Dirty Talking Women, I need a muff driven man

Dirty Talking Women

Dirty Talking Women, turn me into an oily fuck pile baby. I need you to be that muff driven man who’s gone drill me to the ground. Completely centered around my moist clam. My hot temps are so hot their steaming and I’m ready to burn you down boo. So many of you call me ready to bust your nuts but I want you to tell me how. And I have no fear or boundaries. I love a soiled sloppy wet mess, creamier than the lotion your gonna rub all over me.

Like an engine you gotta oil me up. I wanna be a soft and sensual pile your body can rub down. My loose lips already clammy and misty hot so ready to be wrapped around your thick dick and growing shaft. I want those misty showers spewing down my legs from all that spunk your gonna fill me up with. Wrap me around like a pole. Or shove me knees to my chin and slip yourself right in me and work me silly. My pulsating pussy and swollen bell, god damn you got all my sweet juices spewing out of me.

Gripping your shaft like an octopus, my baddy bitch cunt muscles are not letting go. I prefer you to smash, pound, fill my insides up while I squirt all over your thick junk.  I wanna feel your heartbeat and orgasmic energy inside me, vibrating every muscle and sending sensations down my spine.  

My high nipple beams on in these headlights blinding you while you rock my world. After you work my sloppy wet pussy I want you to shove that dirty cum filled dick in my mouth. Fill my cheeks as I munch on your worked beef. God damn baby you taste so good. I prefer to end this on a raw note and let me swallow every drop of you. 

Bounce that meat pack, balls deep, jiggle them dingleberries. Squirting like ocean sea, only your cum can save me in these endless bodily fluids covering us. We’re so sweet and salty, power pussy good. I can go all fucking night if you want to but you can’t keep up.

Evaline

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Dirty Talking Women Like Alyssa Makes You Cum Super Fast

Dirty Talking Women

I’ve been leaning against this damp brick wall behind the strip club all night, just waiting for someone with a thick wallet and a hungry look to catch my eye. Dirty Talking Women like me are the only reason guys like you wander into these dark, oil stained alleys searching for a thrill that feels like a beautiful mistake. 

I’m the best hooker in this zip code, and the moment you grabbed my waist, I knew I was going to be your personal slut for the night. You didn’t even try to haggle; you just gripped my hip and started leading me toward that flickering “Vacancy” sign across the street.

The hotel room smells like cheap lemon bleach and old cigarette smoke, but the moment the door clicks shut, the atmosphere shifts into something electric. I don’t even let you take off your coat before I’m pressing you against the peeling wallpaper, my silk slip riding up high as I grind my hips into yours.

 My lips are stained with cherry gloss and the lingering heat of a stolen drink, and I start whispering the filthiest things you’ve ever heard into the shell of your ear. I’m not just a body you bought for an hour; I’m a high-speed collision of every smutty fantasy you’ve ever tried to hide from the world.

I push you back onto the creaky mattress, and the springs groan under your weight as I crawl over you like a cat. I’m not interested in being gentle or polite; I want to see how much of my mouth you can take before you absolutely lose your mind. I start describing exactly how I’m going to use my tongue, my hands, and my heat to drain every single drop of tension out of your body. 

My voice drops to a low, gravelly hum, thick with the kind of words that make your heart race and your skin flush a deep, desperate red. You’re clutching the thin, scratchy bedspread so hard your knuckles are turning white, and I haven’t even unzipped your pants yet. I can feel you pulsing beneath me, a frantic rhythm that tells me my voice is doing more damage than any touch ever could. 

I tell you how much I love the way you’re shaking, how I want to feel you come apart while I’m still telling you exactly how much of a mess you are. I’m your personal ruin, a girl who knows exactly which buttons to press to make a grown man whimper. By the time I finally give you what you’re begging for, your mind is already a complete blur of static and heat. 

You won’t last more than a few minutes with me talking this dirty, but I promise those will be the most intense minutes of your entire life. When you finally boil over, shaking and breathless, I’ll just smirk and whisper one last filthy secret against your skin.

Alyssa

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Dirty Talking Women like me are the Nastiest!

Dirty Talking Women

Dirty Talking Women like me are the ones you want to hang out with!

I am the dirtiest, horniest, foul-mouthed bitch you’ll come across.

No one can talk about all your fucked up fantasies as I can.

I’ll even cheer you on in your twisted thoughts!

Anything you want to chat about, your dirty little secrets are safe with me.

I have no limits when it comes to the nasty shit you want to do to me!

I am the perfect whore to fuck raw! Watch how flexible I am. I can stick both legs behind my head!

Are you brave enough to fuck a naughty woman like me?!

Think your cock can handle all my crazy dick riding?

Why don’t you try me out, Daddy!

 

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Lia

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Dirty Talking Women Teach Young Girls How to Be Sadistic

dirty talking womenDirty talking women can be sadistic when we want to be. You may notice that I come from a snuff site, not one of the company’s generic sites. That’s because I’m here for the darker fantasies men have. Vanilla is an ice cream flavor. It shouldn’t be for sex if you ask me.

Although people do call me antisocial, and it is true, every now and then I meet a young girl who I take under my wing. And currently, I am training a young teen girl who I saved from her uncle who wanted her dead. I saw potential in her. She killed her uncle with my guidance, and I saw her wicked smile. That told me everything I needed to know. She enjoyed her first kill. Just imagine how much more she would enjoy it with a sick bitch like me mentoring her.

Last night, I let her castrate the school bully, another teen boy. We disguised ourselves, so he would never know who took his balls. But everything she told me about this boy made him a perfect experiment for her. This teen boy comes from a lot of money and that family money gets him out of trouble every time. Yet he’s still likes to drug girls at parties and films himself fucking them while they lay unconscious. Most of them virgins. And then he likes to post those videos online.

Some Boys Should Never Keep Their Balls

A guy like that is just going to grow up to be more of a predator. But he’s going to ruin the lives of more girls while never facing the consequences of his actions because of his parents’ clout and money. So, I lured him away by pretending to be a hot teen girl online. He thought he found a girl he could drug and fuck. But I drugged him. And my new accomplice took his balls.

I worked with her for a week on castration techniques. Talk about dirty phone sex. Although you can castrate a man several different ways, this boy did not deserve a clean castration. So, I told her to cut off his balls with a rusty knife and wait a bit before she cauterized the wound. He deserved to suffer. Although this boy certainly felt deserving of death, I told her sometimes castration serves as the best revenge for a sexual predator. That’s because they could never pray on a woman ever again. In fact, they could never fuck again, and this boy will never make his wealthy parents grandparents.

I let her keep his balls in a jar as a souvenir of her first castration. She knows all about my collection. This boy drugged and fucked his last girl. And my protégé got a taste for putting a sexual predator in his place for the rest of his life. It feels good to be a sick dark queen. But it feels even better to nurture the next generation of sadistic bitches.

Sadistic Bitch Venus

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Dirty Phone Talk with Kiya Your Elite Ebony Mistress

Dirty Phone Talk

Close your eyes and imagine a voice like velvet dripping in honey… rich, dark, and utterly demanding. That is the sound of your new obsession. Dirty Phone Talk with me isn’t just a conversation; it is the seductive prelude to the moment I finally let you into my private suite. You’ve spent weeks paying for my time over the wire, sending tributes just to hear me breathe, but now the digital playground is over. 

You’re standing at my door, heart hammering against your ribs, clutching a bottle of vintage Cristal that costs more than your assistant’s salary. The door swings open, and the scent of jasmine and expensive skin hits you. I’m draped in sheer black lace that contrasts perfectly against my deep mahogany curves. 

You look expensive in your $5,000 suit, trembling because you know exactly who is in charge here. I don’t greet you with a kiss; I greet you with a command. “Kneel.” I watch you drop, your expensive trousers hitting the hardwood. I will lead you to the bed… my throne… and finally let you taste what you’ve been dreaming about. The transition from the phone to the flesh is electric. 

As I pull you into me, I want to feel you go balls deep into my pussy, stretching me out until you’re certain you’ve claimed every inch. But we both know the truth: I’m the one claiming you. I want to hear your breath hitch as my tight walls grip you, reminding you that no matter how many boards you chair, you are nothing but a toy in my hands.

The friction is intoxicating, a rhythmic dance of power and surrender. I look down at you, my eyes locking onto yours, making sure you see the goddess you’re lucky enough to worship. As the tension builds to a breaking point, I want to feel the evidence of your ruin. I want you to lose all that professional composure and cum all over my face, painting my dark skin with your submission. 

I want to wear your climax like a trophy, a sticky, white reminder of exactly how much power I hold over your “perfect” life. By the time you leave, straightening your tie and heading back to your wife, you’ll be hollowed out and addicted. You’ll be counting the minutes until you can get back on the line for more, because once you’ve had an elite Ebony Mistress like me, the rest of the world just feels like grayscale.

 

Kiya

(855) 733-5746 ext 4092

Dirty phone talk slut Quinn

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How are you going to tease and please this dirty phone talk slut?

I’m feeling nasty and kinky like always so let’s talk about the dirtiest thing that makes your dick hard.

My whore holes are already used up and filled with sticky, gooey cum shots.

That’s not going to stop me from getting fucked over and over until I can’t take another drop.

I didn’t sleep last night because I was up all night partying and taking dick.

Every blow dealer in town was lined up to take a shot at my filthy, cum gutter cunt.

My knees are raw and bloody from the friction of being on them for hours while getting fucked.

At least fifty men were in my pussy, ass and mouth last night and I took cum from every last one of them!

By daylight, I was a sticky, cum crusted mess.

Every time I move, I could feel nut bubbling up in the back of my throat from swallowing so many loads.

My ass and pussy dripped like a leaky faucet.

I stumbled home, started taking calls and that’s where I’ve been ever since.

Party favors have me wired and ready to go for at least another night!

My legs are spread wide open and I have four fingers working in and out of my wallowed out pussy.

I keep switching hands so that I can eat the cum drops from my fingers while I talk to these callers.

I’m too fucked up to go anywhere but you could call me and roleplay with me.

Let’s cum together to the fantasy of you sliding your dick in and feeling all of that nut soaking your dick.

Pump my pussy and make those jizz shots spill out of my whore cunt so that you can fill it back up!

As always, I’m horny, wet and ready to play!

Quinn

1-855-733-5746 ext 4880

Dirty Talking Women Take Care of You and Their Family on Holidays

dirty talking womenDirty talking women help you enjoy holidays. We can get nice and kinky and talk about anything, including our fantasies and our real-life experiences. I’m an incest whore and I have been for some time. Perhaps you could say incest is all I know. And believe it or not, my parents never knew. Me and my siblings fucked like wild animals all through our youth. But our parents seemed too busy working to support the six of us that they never knew what we did under their own roof.

And I love talking to men with similar experiences. When you mix boys and girls together under the same roof close in age, shenanigans will occur. And most parents remain clueless. Now our folks worked themselves to the bone. They wanted to provide us with a good life. And they did. But because we rarely saw our parents, we got into a lot of trouble. But if you ask me, it’s all good trouble.

So, this phone sex MILF now fucks her three horny teenage boys. And they enjoy me as their mom. But I think most boys would enjoy a mother like me. The kind of mother who makes them breakfast before school, pus blows their dicks so they can focus on learning.

Mommy Stays in Bed Fucking Her Sons on School Holidays

Now my brothers duped me into being their sex slave. They told me all siblings do this. It’s normal teenage behavior. And when I found out that they lied to me, I didn’t get mad or upset. I loved fucking my brothers. I still fuck my brothers. But now I get to fuck my nieces, my nephews, and my three horny boys too.

With no school today, that meant they could fuck me all day. My sons’ love school holidays and snow days because they can stay in bed with their sexy mommy. And this morning they let me sleep in before they came into my bedroom, naked with their morning wood in need of my attention.

Nobody exhibits morning wood in front of me without me falling to my knees to take care of the problem. But taking care of horny cocks never seems like a problem to me. And my sons know if they wake up with a problem between their legs mommy will solve that problem in a heartbeat.

This mommy phone sex slut grew up in an incest family. I learned at a young age that family takes care of family. So now my sons take care of mommy and mommy takes care of them.

Sexy MILF Maryanne

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Dirty phone talk slut Lucy

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I’m still fingering fucking my pussy even though I just had dirty phone talk fun with Daddy.

His balls are drained but our call left me more horny than ever!

He’s always making my cunt gush but especially today.

I could already hear the whore on his dick moaning when I answered the phone.

She sounded super young, just like he likes them.

Sometimes he’ll call me while he’s fucking some random slut.

Daddy knows that hearing him blow his load in a cum gutter whore makes my dirty pussy drip.

This one was really squealing for his dick.

When I heard him flip her over and start pounding her, I got really excited.

His balls were smacking up against her ass and I was getting more and more wet.

All I could do was rub my cunt and dream about him fucking me.

The way he pounds me and reaches up to grab my tits and kiss me is so fucking hot!

Daddy’s cock feels so good when he’s drilling me from behind!

He’s so thick and girthy that it almost feels like he’s going to ruin my pussy.

That slut was screaming because he was pounding her guts so hard and fast.

I grabbed my dildo and pumped my pussy to the sounds of her screaming.

The harder she begged, the faster I fucked myself.

Daddy fucked that little bitch so hard and fast that she couldn’t even catch her breath!

The way I bounced on my fat fuck rod and creamed all over it, had me the same way.

He pulled his dick out and blasted her in the face with his cum.

After he nutted he kept her on her knees and made her open her mouth.

He stood in front of her and pissed all over her face.

I was cumming so hard while listening to him use her like a toilet slut.

Daddy’s calls are always so kinky and make me cum so hard!

Lucy

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Dirty Talking women I love an abusive master

Dirty Talking Women, I love nothing more than to be controlled. I thrive on danger, abuse and getting violated. I have a chosen master and I’m his submissive worthless slave. I do what he say’s otherwise I’ll feel the pain, trust my lust this man’s insane. I love this shit and thrive on any situation he puts me in whether I like it or not .

Master always wants to make an example of my face, reminding me of the absolute control he has of me and I’m here for it. Whether on my knees or crawling on all fours I’m supposed to call him “sir”. Standing over me with his evil eyes that I can’t possibly predict. His faces always change dependent on his rage. I’m also never sure if he’s gonna push me down or spread my legs. Spread me wide open and take out his anger he’s got all pent up inside his evil sick demented pecker. His favorite to instill fear, roleplay gone bad taking his rape fantasies out of my tight wet soiled little tootsie. My wet cunt weeps and leaks when turned on by fear. Standing over my little bloody cum covered body with his throbbing pulsating dick in my face. The angrier he get’s the girthier his cock turns. Almost into the monster I live for.Dirty Talking Women

It all depends on his mood. If he’s feeling sassy, he’ll get fucked up and drunk and throw me around like a rag doll. Forcing booze down my throat making me litty before he tear my cuntie apart. Or if he’s full of anger, he’ll fill my mouth with his throbbing dangerous dick and make me beg for air, turning me blue. He loves grabbing my throat with one hand and shoving his cock with the other.

In and out, barely breathing and my mouth thick full of cum dripping down my throat. He’ll stand tall spreading it all over my face as he rages like a monster. That hot evil shit will make me squirt before he busts his sicks nuts.

Master likes reminding me who’s in charge. He grabs his shaft, one more time, stroking it, harder and harder, pulling my hair. I’m screaming while he’s spitting in my face, cock tip down my throat with that final eruption imploding my mouth filling my cheeks. Pulling my hair back once more and making sure every drop goes down deep into my stomach, reminding me again that the only jizz I’m drinking is his.

Isla

(855) 733-5746 ext 4785

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