Princess phone sex makes me so fucking horny! I love it when you make me your slutty, dirty little princess! I want you to cater to me, worship me, and fulfill all of my sexual needs while you treat me like the absolute royalty that I am! I love to wear my crown while you pamper my body from head to toe! You better address me as “princess”, “your majesty” or “your royal highness”! Give me the full blown royal treatment baby! You can either be my King or you can be my servant, take your pick! I love a sexy and horny dominant king by my side, catering to my every want and need while I return the favor! Or, you can choose to be my submissive servant! Let me boss you around, talk down on you and give you orders unlike anything you have ever experienced before! Regardless, I am the reigning princess and I will be treated as such! All I need on my throne is my sexy sparkly little bikini and my radiant crown!
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Slutty Princess Phone Sex
Fucking Teen Pussy
Its no secret, grown men love fucking teen pussy. What’s not to like? When you can have a smooth, tight pussy that is wet and ready all the time. No matter how old you get, there is that pesky hard-on! My next door neighbor is married, but whenever his wife is gone, he invites me over to his house for a beer. We watch about five minutes of TV until he pulls out his cock and starts to stroke it. My cunny gets so gushy, I can’t help but slurp every inch of big man dick down my throat!! My nipples get bullet hard and I’m ready to ride that stick. It might feel as tight as a glove, but that’s what is hot about young girl muff. Push it all the way in. I know you wanna blast a load deep inside of me!
From Good Girl to Teen whore
I’ve been such a naughty girl… I’ve been sneaking out of my room to go meet up with you. You’re so cool, you have that garage turned into a living room so we’d get to be alone. I loved making out with you, you’re such a bad boy. Your mouth taste like beer and cigarettes and you always smell like leather and hair gel. So, when I go over, I can’t just keep my hands off of you. I’ve always been such a good girl and you made me feel so bad. I felt like I could be so free with you so even as we stripped each other, your hands squeezing and teasing my tits. My hips grinding up and down your hard cock. Spreading my pussy juice all up and down your cock before you reached down and tilted your cock up to let it slide into my pussy. Letting me ride up and down your length. Faster and faster, the slap of flesh against flesh both of us groaning, moaning, whimpering, your fingers digging into my ass as we bother get closer and closer to climax. Until we both fall off that edge. Cumming at the same time, I fall against you as your cock throbs inside my pussy. Filling me with cum even as I try to remember how to breathe, my pussy milking your cock. You’re such a bad boy, and I was such a good girl. Until you showed me just how good fucking could be.
Bratty girl phone sex Trick or Treat
Being a cheerleader it makes it hard to want to be one for Halloween but it does make being a jock much more fun.
So, I went from house to house with my shoulder pads, baseball tee, football, football pants and face paint. I made a cute little sports girl and looked like an old fashioned football player. I know I’m too old to go trick or treating but with my baby face everyone was more than happy to give me treats.
Some of the men leered at my hard nipples through my shirt. I giggled and asked if they’d want to see them and I could see them nearly start to drool. They always nodded and gave me another handful of candy so I’d lift my shirt. Let them see my pretty pink nipples. I could see their fingers twitching as if they wanted to touch. So I’d pout and run my fingers over one of them and they’d put another hand full of candy in my bad. I’d let them run their fingers over my breast, they would squeeze oh so gently, teasing my nipple and giggled as he licked his lips.
“Would you want a taste?” I asked and he just nodded, a wet spot on the front of his pants. He just nodded, adding another handful of candy to my bag. I giggled “To bad! I hear some little monsters coming.” Flipped my shirt down and skipped to the next house, my bad already heavy with candy.