Bad Babysitter Phone Sex is So Much Fun

babysitter phone sexI love being a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. Babysitting is so easy nowadays because of these online babysitter groups and apps. When I was a young girl, I could only babysit like the brats of somebody I knew like a neighbor. With these online babysitter forums, it’s so easy to create fake references and use fake IDs.

Thanks to a friend of mine, I own over 50 different fake ids. And I never use the same ID twice. Every ID has a different name and look. I’ve even been known to strap my tits down and use a prosthetic nose and colored contacts to alter my looks too.

It keeps me undetected. And I don’t do this often, maybe six or seven times a year. I accept money from a man who wants to fuck something young. I’m not a mother so I can’t just give them one of my brats to fuck. Most parents seem so oblivious. They don’t even realize somebody violated their little one. But that is partially because I’m an excellent accomplice phone sex partner. I clean up all traces of DNA. And I arrive prepared for cleanup.

A Good Accomplice Cleans Up Your Mess

Dave wanted to fuck a very young boy butt. So, I looked around for gigs that had a boy the right age for him. He wanted and age were from behind; you don’t know if you’re fucking a little boy or a little girl. And I found him a little Hispanic boy. Parents look affluent and I found the little boy adorable. Cutest little bubble butt on him which I knew would drive my client wild.

Parents wouldn’t be back until around two or 3 AM cause they went out of town for a wedding. I gave the boy my special milk cocktail that lets the little ones sleep through anything even anal sex. I texted my client how to sneak in from the back undetected. The only problem nowadays is that almost everybody owns either a ring camera on their door or security cameras everywhere. But part of my kit includes a camera detector. I could sneak him in, and no one would know a thing.

Some Men Prefer the Company of Boy Butt

I lubed up the boy, and guided my client’s cock in. And the boy slept through it. He slept through anal penetration. I become a better mixologist with this cocktail every time. The boy became my client’s ass rape porn star and wouldn’t remember a thing. My client dumped his ass full of cum too.

You might be wondering how I clean up the evidence. It’s a two-part strategy. I suck up the cum with a turkey baster because the ass gapes open for a little while once the cock comes out. And then I use a douche to wipe away any other traces. Then I follow that up by using the baster again filled with warm water to neutralize the douche smell. I told you I was great accomplice.

Dave enjoyed the night. And once he left, I was $30,000 richer. I spent about two hours on cleanup and the boys slept through that too. But the boy appeared fast asleep when his parents finally got home. They paid me 100 bucks for the night, but I didn’t need the money. At least I didn’t need the babysitting money. But I took it.

I played my part. When the boy wakes up with a sore butt, his parents will think anything other than the babysitter let some strange man violate their son’s bubble butt. Parents never think that and I never leave them with a reason to think that.

Blasphemy Phone Sex where you fuck me with a crucifix!

Blasphemy Phone Sex

Blasphemy Phone Sex where you fuck me with a crucifix!

That’s right, I want to break into a church in the middle of the night, and you fuck me on the altar.

Stick Jesus’s dying body on the cross so far up into my ass!

I want to feel the outline of his hanging body inside my anal canal!

Fuck me to take my sins away, God!

Blasphemy Phone Sex

I want to smear filth over the crucifix, covering every divot and crack.

I’m not some good little girl, I’m a nasty sinning mother fucker!

Pull Jesus out from my ass and put it on the ground.

I’m going to squat over and take a fat piss on him.

I want you to piss on him too.

Now you better fuck me raw and breed me on this altar.

I want him to see us desecrate his place of worship.

Get squirt and sperm everywhere for when they have church in the morning!

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Group Blasphemy sex pleases the Dark Lord

The Blasphemy sex rituals that my Master Daddy comes up with are always so brutal. Recently, he made me get a dating profile to find people to play with.

I met this married couple and a hot teen stud. I definitely catfished them a bit. See, they didn’t know of each other or of my master daddy. And they didn’t know they were just pawns until it was too late.

I brought the lambs to the slaughter. Blasphemy sex

First, I got the couple over, and after a few hours, the hot boy showed up. They weren’t put off; in fact, we had the hottest group sex I’ve had in a while.

But then Master Daddy and a few of his followers entered the room. They were chanting a powerful spell that made these people stuck in the fuck zone. They weren’t aware of the danger around them.

The hooded followers sliced the men’s throats first, and then the dark pope handed me a dagger, and I plunged it into the woman’s t. She was in mid-orgasm, and her blood was captured in a goblet, for all of us to drink.

The power of Satan was in our veins. I could feel his satisfaction at our sacrifices, and he blessed us. We fucked each other on top of the Snuff sex victims, and I was implanted with Satanic semen.
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Bloody phone sex was fun because she didn’t make it

Bloody phone sex nymphomaniac has a disturbingly large collection of knives and victims… Every single one of those shiny blades has left its mark on a desperate slut’s battered pussy.

But when a particularly juicy prospect strolls into my web, eager to submit to my depraved desires, that’s when the real fun begins. Their screams of agony and terror get me wetter, as I plunge metal after metal into their quivering cunts.

The coppery scent of blood smells so good!Bloody phone sex

And it makes me lose control. So I mounted on that bloody mound and grinded as hard as possible. Rubbing my slippery snatch all over a gushing axe wound makes me cum so hard.

As I scissor and pin, my clit grinding against the slick, bloody gash, I want you to take my butcher knife right to her neck. Slice her throat open and fuck the wound. I want the last thing this Snuff sex bitch to see is my beautiful face!

 

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Can Make You My Target Instead of My Accomplice

killer phone sexIt never ceases to amaze me how many men and women have killer phone sex fantasies. The problem is not everybody reads bios or blogs. And others are just dip shits who think that because they paid for a service, they can do whatever the fuck they want to me. Repeat with me. Venus is not your submissive fuck doll. I don’t possess a submissive bone in my body. Plus, I enjoy being cruel, especially cruel to assholes and dip shits.

When Oscar called me, he simply needed an accomplice. He wanted to work out some of his sexual frustration for his cock teasing neighbor girl who likes to jump on the trampoline in a little bikini during the summer. Seems innocent enough right. But in a skimpy little bikini, things slip and expose jailbait parts to perverted neighbors. Men cannot be expected to be behave under such circumstances. So, they call women like me for violent fantasy phone sex.

No harm in roleplaying your violent fantasies. As of now, nobody regulates our mind and our fantasies remain just that, fantasies. And folks never get arrested for a fantasy. But Oscar turned out to be a dip shit. He thought since he didn’t get to fuck the little girl next-door, he could fuck me. But I’m so dominant that I don’t even let losers phone fuck me.  Oscar did not realize he lived near me. Honestly, I’ve never talked to somebody in my city. Let alone somebody literally only six blocks away.

Be Careful Men, I Come for My Callers Too

So, Oscar got a surprise. He woke up from the dead of sleep to see the woman he called hours earlier, straddling his body holding a knife to his throat. He rubbed his eyes like this might be some bad dream. And I told him this is no dream. I came to exact revenge. And I told him this could have been prevented. In the moment I wanted to slit his throat. But I decided castration phone sex might be a better reminder that his actions come with consequences.

He told me on the phone, that if I didn’t let him force fuck me, he would demand a refund. Nobody blackmails me. And nobody tries to force fuck me either. Not my fault some of you are too stupid to remember how to breathe. But for Oscar, he got a lot more bang for his buck because I took his balls. I removed them with a very sharp knife. He bled everywhere. And I plopped them into a jar of formaldehyde with his name and offense against me on the label. My collection of severed testicles seems vast. But I have been collecting balls for decades.

Now I doubt I likely will never do a call with somebody who lives that close to me again. I’m still amazed that it happened. I’ve certainly thought about it with other callers many times before, but the distance prevented me from doing it. Perhaps some people, including law-enforcement, might find my measures extreme. However, men like that only escalate. Someone needs to neuter them before the bodies rack up. So why not me?

Suffocation Phone Sex Makes For The Best Fantasy

This night starts with a kidnapping. And I am taken by Suffocation Phone Sex fiends. Now,find myself bound and naked. Thus, on the cold concrete floor.
And I am sprawled out because the men want easy access to every hole. But that changes quickly. And I am forced on my hands and knees.
Next, they wrap a thick leather belt around my throat and pull it tight. Until my vision blurs. Thus I am partially unconscious.
Then one shoves his fat cock straight down my throat. So I am struggling and gagging while unable to breathe. But next another slams into my dripping pussy from behind. And he is controlling the belt’s tightness.
After that, the belt tightens again. And it cuts off my air completely. So my body convulses around their shafts. But there’s still a hole untouched.

Suffocation Phone Sex is a Merciless Way to Take My Holes

Consequently, my asshole gets what it deserves. As if on cue, a third man forces his way inside my butt. And he pounds my shitter without mercy.
Then the belt loosens just enough for a desperate gasp. But only for a moment. Before they yank it tight once more.
After that, my lungs burn. And they rotate between my mouth, cunt, and ass without pause. And without mercy. But I don’t need mercy. I only need to be destroyed.
Consequently, spit and cum drip down my chin. As they use me like a set of warm fuck holes. And that is all I am.
Then they flip me onto my back. And pin my legs open so and they choke me harder. All while double-penetrating my holes.
As this continues, my vision begins to go black. And for several seconds I teeter on my end. With each yank, the belt cinches tighter.
Finally, they finish by flooding my insides with hot loads. All while the belt stays tight. Until I go limp beneath them.
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My Family Does Not Know I am a Dirty Snuff Porn Star

snuff pornMy husband and my offspring seem clueless about the snuff porn I’ve made. Of course, they don’t navigate the dark net. And they don’t travel in the seedy underworld of snuff like I do. I discovered years ago that the darker more violent shit paid more. I can make less porn but make more money. However, my body does take a beating. And I’m running out of excuses to explain away my bruises and broken bones.

My husband thinks I’m accident prone. So much so that he calls me crash as a nickname. However, my boys don’t know what to think of it. They know their mommy needs her medicine and fucks for it. I think they might realize I do a lot more than just fuck for my coke money. I make brutal ass rape porn videos. Anal sex doesn’t faze me. Although my husband doesn’t like to fuck me in the ass, our sons do and so do some of their friends do too.

Hardcore anal sex videos make a lot more money than the vanilla shit. Most men don’t struggle to find pussy. They struggle to find ass. And that’s why I make anal videos. Over the weekend my ass took a brutal beating too. This director known for violent anal porn wanted me for a video. I looked at my coke supply, which seemed low, and said anything for him.

Soccer Mom By Day, Extreme Anal Porn Star By Night

That turned out to be a mistake. I gave him carte blanche to abuse my ass. Some of the biggest men I’ve ever seen both in height and cock size surrounded me. All black. He looked like he hired a basketball team to fuck me in the ass. Anal gang bangs make the director a lot of money. But according to him, most women can’t handle even one cock in their ass let alone a small basketball team with forearms for cocks.

I snorted a few lines, and then I spread my ass cheeks like I was begging for an anal gangbang rape porn. Those cocks slammed in and out of my ass one at a time. Towards the end of the video, the director wanted them to kick it up a notch. So that meant my ass got two big black cocks at once. Now that I really felt. Ouch. I could feel my ass coming out when they pulled their dicks out. At least they didn’t punch me. However, they did slap me and choke me a few times while they came in my ass.

After everybody came in my ass, the director told me my part of the movie had not finished yet. He instructed me to squat down and shit out all that cum. He didn’t yell cut until I licked off every bit of cum from the concrete floor. But I never mind cleaning up my mess. I just act like I do for the directors. Afterwards, I collected my money, bought some coke and went home to take care of my boys. With mommy’s medicine, I can be an anal gangbang star one moment and drive boys to soccer games with jizz running down my thighs.

Rape phone sex fantasies destroying that old cunt

Rape phone sex fantasies, My boyfriend and I got off hard on raping the thick MILF two doors down. Probably mid 50’s massive saggy tits, big soft belly, fat ass, hairy cunt. We never play nice when it comes to fucking old milfs. We kicked her door in while she was naked after her shower. I jumped on her back, yanked her hair, and smashed her face into the carpet. My boyfriend ripped he legs open and drove his cock straight into her dry asshole. She screamed so fucking loud. My pussy started to drip! He doesn’t stop! He fucked her ass raw while I sat on her head and grind my dripping cunt over her nose and mouth until she choked on my juices. Slapping her face with my wet pussy and force her tongue deep inside me. He pulls out of her ass, flips her over, and shoves his shit-smeared cock down her throat. I held her nose shut so she has to swallow. Then he rammed her loose old pussy balls-deep, stretching her out, while I squat over her face and pissed in her mouth. She was gagging and coughing, we just kept going. I fisted her old cunt alongside his cock. He came deep inside her, then I forced the bitch to lick the cum and piss off my fingers and his dick. Then we tied her wrists to the headboard legs spread wide and took turns. I sat on her face again and smothered her more while he fucked her throat until she puked all over her own tits as my boyfriend unloaded all over her worthless face. We slap her heavy tits red, spit in her open cunt, and leave her there leaking from every hole, body shaking.rape phone sex fantasies

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Make This Whore Wet

rape phone sex fantasiesMy cunt gets wet at all the rape phone sex fantasies that run through my head. Most are a brutal contilplation of the dark and evil fantasies that stay running on repeat.

There is something about being a charming little slut by day but an evil and conniving adultress by night.  The other night for instance, I spotted a married man at the bar.  I talked it up with his wife and himself. I bought his wife a drink. Which if you know me, that was basically me ensuring she was out of commission.  I put my secret knock out formula in her drink and in no time she was falling over slurring her words.  It was like perfection.

Her man needed help getting her back to their room, which was connected to the bar. Things going to plan. We got up to the room and he offered me a drink.  When his head was turned I put another secret ingredient in his drink. He started acting as I expected and I told him we should fuck his girl. He was all about it.  I got her naked and decided to tie her to the bed. He didn’t question why I had rope in my bags.

We tied her to the bed and started taking my big black dildos and slamming them into her unconscious cunt.  As she streteched out I decided we should each fist her in a double penetrating way.  We both struggled so we poured oil in her cunt and anus.  Suddenly our fists slipped into her fuck holes.  I felt like I was pulling out her insides. I was so satisfying.

As the guy started getting woozy, I tied him to her. I ripped his clothes off and started carving in his stomach. “I love whores”. and in hers “clean the pussy off his cock”.  I left them positioned with a dildo in her ass duct taped to stick and I pissed in his mouth with a dildo duct taped in his ass as well. It was thrilling knowing they’d both wake up having no idea what the fuck happened.  I raped the fuck out of them in my fantasy dreams.  What a fun time!

I Help Men Make Their Teen Rape Porn Fantasies a Reality

teen rape pornI love helping men make their teen rape porn fantasies come true. Honestly, it gives me great pleasure to help a man fuck a young girl in the ass for the first time or even in her pussy. Most men when I bring them something young to play with, want to fuck both holes. Can’t say that I blame them.

Larry and I go back decades. When I first met him, I turned 18 two days prior. And he wanted to make me a star. At the time I felt desperate for money and didn’t really understand what he meant by star. Star of what I should’ve asked. He put me into all sorts of hardcore anal porn videos. Underground stuff mostly on the dark net. He did make me a star. An ass rape porn star.

Although Larry made hardcore videos they seem sort of PG-13 compared to the stuff that’s out there now. He wasn’t into having me beaten or anything extreme like that. My daddy popped my ass cherry about 10 years earlier, so it never seemed that hardcore to me.

Perhaps my father and his drunk poker buddies desensitized me at a young age for brutality. That might be the reason why I don’t mind helping men like Larry find a younger model. The world seems full of teen runaways desperate for money just like me once upon a time.

My Eye for Talent and My Snuff Experience Make

Larry helped me make some decent money so I could stop living on the streets. Perhaps I could hook up another girl the same way. Honestly though I will admit that this new crop of teenagers and barely legal girls seem like a completely different breed. They seem more self-entitled. I mean they come to snuff auditions with a laundry list of things they won’t do. Do you want the money, or do you want to be a pain in the ass that nobody will work with?

I found Larry a barely legal teen girl for his anal torture sex movie. She looked like a mini me. Blonde buxom and desperate for cash. I found her in the warehouse district which is not safe for a girl like her. Larry loved her. And I prepared her. I explained exactly what to expect from Larry. And she agreed.

Sometimes, I Like to Help Young Runaways Find Work

Desperate girls should be willing to do anything a director or photographer wants if they want to be paid the big bucks. When I made snuff, I earned hundreds of dollars. But the girls now can earn thousands of dollars.

My street walker seemed perfect for the gig. Larry loved her. And she loved Larry’s money. He pays well, but he does brutalize an ass. I made out with her and let her eat my pussy to distract her from some of the pain. Plus, I knew Larry would pop off faster watching this teen girl eat my pussy. He filled her ass with cum. But he prolapsed it too. My tongue soothed it and eventually, I could push it back inside for her.

But her ass took a beating. However, he did pay her a couple thousand dollars for 2 hours with her ass. He gave me $1000 as a finder’s fee. I ended up giving her half of my finder’s fee. This way she can stay somewhere nicer than on the streets for a couple months. I survived living in hostels, fleabag motels, and sometimes shelters. No one helped me. But I want to help this new crop of desperate teen runaways.