Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Damn! There is a dangerous, new, dynamic duo in town. Separately we’re everything you’ve ever craved, but together we’re fatal. Your cock doesn’t stand a chance, and we know you want to be mind fucked. So just the other day, we ganged up on this wimpy, little dicked loser. He wanted to stroke for us, like many of you, but he was willing to get on cam and show us the…goods?
Only they weren’t good for anything but a laugh!
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
I’ve been your babysitter for a while now. I know what a dirty little perv you are—constantly rubbing yourself raw to the girls in the neighborhood. It was time to make you more depraved. The last few times I’ve come over, I’ve given you dirty pictures to jerk it to, and of course, you did it without question. None of the photos had faces or even heads.
You didn’t ask me who they were or how old they were. You just pulled out your dick and started pumping. Oh, how you loved those tiny tits and trim hips, huh? Those got you the hardest. Are you curious who your favorite picture is of? I mean, look at this photo with the girl in the red bikini. She’s cute, right? You’ve wrinkled and…stained this one. Wanna know who she is?
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I love football but only when my team is playing, and since they bit the big one last week, I was having a hard time enjoying the game. Daddy, however, was happy as a clam, just sitting back doing nothing, watching the games all day long.
I tried to get him to pay attention to me, but he would just hush me. “Kayla, baby, come on. You’re interrupting the game.” I wined and told him I was bored and tired of watching the games and wanted to have some fun instead. “Baby, it’s the playoffs. You know Daddy has a lot of money on this game. Let’s just watch, or you could find something else to do to entertain yourself?”
844-332-2639 ext 205
Don’t you feel pathetic locked away from my perfect body and be able to consider it and fantasize over it. It must be so frustrating you, loser. Knowing that you are a completely impotent man, unable to seek out and touch those perfect women you goon over endlessly. So far away from the perfect pleasures they can give you.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Oh, fuck! You call that a dick? It’s so small. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to laugh, but you must be used to it. I can’t imagine a girl having any other response when you pull down your pants, and that little nubbins peeps out. Look at it! It’s just so tiny.
Has it always been like that, or did you do something really naughty, and karma zapped your dick? I can’t imagine a grown man actually having a baby dick that size. You’re missing five whole inches! I’m sure this is hard for you to hear, but it can’t come as a surprise to you.
844-332-2639 ext 205
Like any Goddess I’m a fickle creature, I have so many desires and so many wants. For you, its to try to last under my scrutiny and enjoy the pleasures only desiring me can bring. I could give you sensations that you’d never know. You will be submitted to sensations you’ve never known. So many things other’s would call a sin you’ll instead find as your new sacrament.
844-332-2639 Ext. 344
But you’re still not giving up, hmm? Trying to prove you have a right you can touch them? Then do it. Give me an argument that proves you’re worthy of worshiping them. My perfect boobs, my bubble but. So you want all of this, loser? Or do you just want to have me not let you have them, but keep showing you. Haha.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
For as long as I could remember, my big brother would comfort me during a thunderstorm. I’d climb into his’s bed at night whenever lightning would throw shadows across my walls, and the claps of thunder would make me shiver. The shadows scared me so bad, but having his arms around me would make me feel so much safer.
It started innocent enough. He would snuggle me against his chest and tell me everything would be alright. At some point, though, his body began to respond to mine. He would get a big boner right against my round little ass.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 ext 357
The apple didn’t fall far from the tree but fuck if the tree wasn’t sexier. Noah’s father was an inch or two taller than him, with salt and pepper hair in the same cut. His eyes were an icy blue, where Noah’s were hazel. I faltered a little when he stood up from his recliner. The football game was on, and it took a few moments for the play to finish before he tore his eyes from the game to me.
“William, this is Kayla. Noah’s girlfriend, isn’t she pretty?” His mom was still holding on to my shoulder, and I wondered if she could notice how my heart rate spiked.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Impersonating a phonesex girl comes with no challenge. Earth males are easy to please, and often stroking their cocks doesn’t take much instruction. As a one-titted monster girl from a far-off planet, I find studying the human libido very interesting. They wake up hard and horny, and the emotion just lingers throughout the day.
There isn’t an hour of the day where I haven’t found a horny male ready to work his cock for me. Well, when I say me, I mean the version of me that has two tits. I’m not sure how the boys would feel if they discovered I was really a monster girl with one heavy, succulent tit.