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Taste Me, Darling Phonesex

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JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

The scented candles are lit and filling the air with fragrance of honey and sandalwood. I lie back sensuously in the bubbles and try to make water wash away all the bad memories I have of this day, of yesterday and my fears for tomorrow. My husband is gone on another one of his endless business trips and I am left alone again. I sip white wine and listen to old jazz and languidly trace my fingers over my breasts and then slowly I make my way down to my pussy. I rub my pearl and just as I am going to have orgasm, I stick my fingers deep inside and moaning, I think of that boy, that boy at the restaurant, that boy  none of my “friends” ever look at because he is just waiter and nobody in my circle ever look at waiters.

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Carina’s I Want To Be The Girl Phonesex

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CARINA 1-844-332-2639 x 293

I want to be the girl you turn to when you have had a bad day and need to vent or even just feel like talking. I want to be the girl who pampers and spoils you. I want to be the one who wears pretty lingerie for you and does anything you want, anything that will make you know how special I think you are.

I want to be the girl who kisses you all over, starting on that little place just underneath your ear and then moving on to first lightly kiss your mouth and then deeply, as our passion mounts. I want to tongue fuck you, . You can undo my bra and watch as my tits pop out and my nipples grow hard at your touch while I massage your body with some exotic oils.

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A Special Love GFE Phone Sex

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JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 x 262

I have a special love. He is not yet my lover but we are waltzing in the witchcraft that is sexual and emotional connection and desire. And one day, I shall take him to my bed.

To some, he appears grumpy and mean. But they do not know him as I do. They do not know the man with whom I drink every weekend, the man who makes me smile and who puts his arms around my waist and slow dances with me in the moonlight. Sometimes he holds me tight and I lean into him so close that I can feel his body and it is as if we were fucking, although it is almost better than fucking because of the tease as the desire grows between us. Other times, I pull away, or he pulls away. And our dance, there in the dark, on the terrace lit only by the pale light of the moon, our dance of love and desire, continues.

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Jasmine’s Adventures in Paradise Phonesex

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Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

I was bored. I had managed to escape harsh New York winter and was sitting out by the pool of beautiful resort sipping cool drink, wearing one of my many bikinis that accentuated my slim but curvaceous body to perfection, rubbing sun lotion sensuously into my skin but I was bored. Hours earlier, my husband had gone to meeting he “could not miss”. Going into this marriage I know what type of man Edward was. I know that always his business would come first but I have limits. Maybe it was the fact that we were in the paradise of the Cayman Islands that his choosing business over pleasure stung so much? “Of course,” I said to him. “I’ll be fine.” Not that you bothered to ask, I thought bitterly.

And so it was I went on prowl for another man, a big, strong man,  with big, hard cock, who knows how to fuck. I think vengeful thoughts as I dress and do my maquillage. Yes, I am going to fuck another man tonight, a man with a big hard throbbing cock he knows just how to use. Maybe if you are good boy, husband of mine, I will let you watch. Maybe if you are very good boy, husband dear, I will have my lover blow his load in your face when I am done with him, I think with a sneer.

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The Watchers in the Secret Place Phonesex

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JASMINE 844-332-2639 ext 262

And so we lay there in the boat, the boy and I, coupled together, silent in the darkness of the boathouse listening to the sound of the approaching footsteps. Two sets of footsteps. Two people to discover me, the cheating wife, the whore who has made of her husband a cuckold and with so young a boy, a boy barely old enough to shave.

Then we heard the sound of a kiss and then a moan. “I want you so fucking much,” I heard a man’s voice say. “I want you too,” gasped the other voice. So it was not only the boy and I who had recognized what a great place for a “romantic” assignation the boathouse was! I found myself curious, aroused and moved silently forward so I could see. The other two lovers  were also preparing a bed of sorts. They would be fucking in plain view of me and the boy. The boy moved also, his naked body pressed against mine, his hands cupping my breasts. His cock began to get hard again as we watched the man remove the shirt of the other man. I had never seen two men fuck before and I watched fascinated.

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