WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
You seem to think you can control what I think and what I do. That’s all just an illusion, silly. I let you think that. It’s a big stroke to that fragile ego of yours. Once you thought you were calling all of the shots, that’s when I knew I had you. That’s how I got the advantage.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
It’s a sweltering summer out there. You are in definite need of some refreshment. You need that in the form of a hot, young, blonde seductress like me. Let’s face it, you need that release. A way to de-stress and actually enjoy the summer season.
You’re a phonesex fiend. You can’t go more than a day without crawling in here with your tail between your legs. You’ve spent so much and will continue to spend more. You live here because you know you’re nothing without us. Welcome to your first Phonesex Addicts Anonymous meeting.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
You think I am all about you. But, really I’m all about the money – your money. I can act all interested in you as a person, but I literally picture a big, thick wallet full of cash and cards every time I see you coming. It’s just what I associate with you, a moneyfucking.
Sex Kitten Lyric 1-844-332-2639 x247
I absolutely love GFE phonesex life. Getting spoiled, treated like a princess and in return I get to be your sex kitten. Depending on my mood, but sometimes I love being treated like a subby slut. Last week I had a call from a guy whom I would definately label a fucking lo$er. But guess what? He had money.
He kept extending. My little issue started when he started sending me dick pics. On the phone he was behaving super professional and he even sounded hot. But when I saw the pics, I saw a fat man with a tiny dick.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Times are tough, strip clubs are really hurting for bodies and I knew I couldn’t let guys go without! I started working at the Candy Factory and told my sugar daddy about the new job. He can be somewhat possessive and didn’t like the idea of men actually getting to feel me grind against them. I can’t say I was surprised when he showed up at the club my first night acting like a random John.
He casually came up beside me and asked if I was busy. Looking around the empty, darkly lit club I said no and asked if he’d brought a healthy wallet for ATM playtime. He swallowed hard and nodded. My pussy throbbed at the idea of a hot, dirty role play with Daddy at the strip club.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
You think I am all about you. But, really I’m all about the money – your money. I can act all interested in you as a person, but I literally picture a big, thick wallet full of cash and cards every time I see you coming. It’s just what I associate with you, a moneyfucking.
My least favorite thing to hear is “I’m broke.” I know most of you are simpletons but next time you need to stop and ask yourself why you ever thought of approaching me if you don’t intend to pay for my time.
You seem to be incapable of doing the most basic tasks so let me help you for once. Do you have all your organs? You do? Then why haven’t you thought of selling one of them so that you can give me MY money? You read that right. I want you to sell yourself to pay for phonesex.
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
What do all of these have in common? Well, they are all sweet and so addictive. Don’t you need something like this in your life? An escape from that disappointing, pathetic life that you’ve been attempting to live?
The only time I think a guy is being good and useful is when his bank account is at my disposal. The fastest way into my cold heart is by showing me you mean busine$$. I can spot a fake pay pig from a mile away. Do you think I’m dumb enough to let you waste my time for free? Fuck no. Fake ATM slaves love to flash their cash to tempt findommes into giving them attention but I see right through that nonsense.