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Evil phone sex and dark intentions

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Evil phone sex and dark intentions can get you a good and nasty nut. Jade is into hardcore fucking, some real rough stuff. She’s down for any and everything sinister as fuck. One sick fuck that Jade, she craves to be covered in blood and cum. Force your cock down her throat until she gags and vomits all over her perfect tits, turn jade over a ram the hard pole right up her shitty asshole making her scream and cuss in pain. Snuff sex isn’t for everyone so if you have limits and morals jade is not the one you want to fuck with, she only wants the degenerate scumbags with a taste for the morbid and dark.

Sadistic phone sex will soon transform all men into subwomen

Sadistic phone sex You are unique, you belong Uncategorized and you will soon transition into a powerful woman; gynarchy is real. Here, we are a cult of sadistic sexy women who have satanic rituals that send waves into the universe to rule the mind of all men. This is a women’s world! Exactly why Christ is not real; we believe god is a woman. Soon, all the asses of men will be torn; a woman is what every man will aspire to be. One man at a time! Aren’t those anal orgasms so intense? They feel amazing, I know. I have a nice thick 13-inch strap attached to my latex body suit. Bend over sir, it’s time I make you feel good.

It may feel like Torture sex at first but once you get used to our weekly anal stretching sessions you will come to enjoy every stroke. Without a woman, you wouldn’t exist; be grateful for the life you were given. Now, surrender! Get down on your knees and spit shine my leather mules… Keep in mind the more saliva you produce the better it’ll feel when you slide your cock between my calves. You look so sweaty, are you nervous? Settle boy, as long as you are on your best behavior there shouldn’t be anything to be wary of. Time is ticking, soon you will be in submission, no more sweat you are not alone it’s not uncommon for a person to wish to self-identify as the opposite gender.  Worship your Gothic-Goddess Sadistic phone sex Freak! 

Snuff sex get me off …Hard

Accomplice phone sex.

I did the grosses thing today, I can’t believe it! I enjoyed myself so much but then again I always do have a good time with DW.  He has the best ideas on how to get me off like Sex with dead bodies. Today we watched a puss filed dick explode, all the screams of pain turned me on Before I knew it. Snuff sex!  I was riding our victims face squeezing my thighs tighter and tighter until he was still.  Mmm Mmm Mmm If you could see how I drowned him with the biggest “O” I’ve had so far with DW. Together we have the right amount of mayhem in our Accomplice phone sex. I can’t wait to hear from him again.

Ass rape porn for nasty girls


Ass rape porn

I’m the nasty whore you think about when you watch ass rape porn. I’m the whore that deserves it. You want to take my ass whole and rape it, fuck me good because I’ve been coming into work every day wearing those short skirts. I’ve been teasing you, bending over and pushing my titties out when we talk to each other. I like to make all those men stare, but never touch. You want to satisfy your rape phone sex fantasies and be the one who finally takes me. You want to grab my blonde hair in your hand and shove your huge cock down my throat and choke me with it. I’m puking all over your cock and you don’t care. In this torture phone sex session, your favorite asset is my ass. You have been fantasizing about it, so you take it. You rape my bloody ass whole and love to hear me scream, as you dump your load inside me.

Teen phone sex: Snail Trailing the gym after hot shower prefuck

Working out makes me feel so good before Teen phone sex. I love being able to put in the work it takes to keep my perfectly tightly toned body. I love getting there early in the morning. Starting my day off with a swift kick of endorphins makes me productive every single day. Usually, I am by myself, only to be joined by the morning bunch rolling in towards the end of my routine. However, today was different. I spotted a hot muscle and toned man already over at the free weights curling. 

Teen phone sex CoraWe locked eyes as soon as I walked in. Bantering a little back and forth I finished the interaction with a wink before venturing to the women’s locker room and changing into my gym clothes. I didn’t even realize he had followed me till I turned around to be greeted by his throbbing hard cock. I whimpered, its presence both scaring and exciting me. Of course, a slut like me knew just what to do. I began giving him the best morning blow job a girl could provide. I sucked down his shaft as I stroked him. I made sure to pay his balls attention, tickling them gently with the tips of my fingers. His basses voice groaned out pushing against the back of my head. 

Drool dribbled from my bottom lip as I began to salivate more and more from his stimulation. Along with that, my pussy was really becoming moist. I could feel my street clothes getting drenched in my own wetness. He could smell it in the air, shortly after turning me over and fucking me doggy style on the gym locker room bench. He dumped his full load inside of me, bareback his cock pulsing, ridding his balls of every last drop of cum he had left in him. 

He thanked me for the fun, we exchanged numbers and I finished getting changed into my little workout shorts and sports bra to start my workout routine. Headphones in place I worked out on several machines. It wasn’t until my second go around on my routine that I noticed his semen had soaked through my workout shorts. This was made evident by both the wetness as well as the dried snail trails I had left on the machine. Cum dies much differently thank pussy sweat. 

I Make Blasphemy Sex Happen

Blasphemy sex

Nothing satisfies my scarred soul more than making a man of the cloth go against his vow of celibacy and have some sleazy blasphemy sex with a naughty nun!  Those pretentiously pious closeted freaks want to get down and dirty just like the rest of us so I do my part and instigate as much insipidly immoral faith testing fucking as I can to help them be the complete humans we all yearn to be.

It takes a couple of months to infiltrate any church and get in with the priest to the point that he trusts you.  You’d be amazed what you can do with a fake habit and a falsely devout attitude to match.  After a little bit of humbling myself before them, I earn the trust of every last god fearing follower of Christ’s teachings in the church.  That’s when I start to mix shit up.

Planting sexy seeds of seduction is my specialty.  You can’t be overtly sexual and blunt with anyone in the church, you have to be tricky with your words, plant subliminal messages that tickle the deep carnal desires that they’ve been forced to suppress for years.  There’s a glimmer people get in their eyes when they get turned on, a certain kind of shine.  I just wait for their subconscious selves to process the dirty codes I planted in them and watch for that look in their pupils, then I strike.

The next step… Drugs.  Fuck yeah.  Spike their drinks with a little molly, wait for the shit to kick in then I show a little skin.  Priests can never look away from a bare body part anyway, even more so when they’re all drugged up.  Bust out a camera and that prayer leading pervert will be taking pictures of his nuns in no time.  It doesn’t take long for the poses to get more and more sordid and sleazy.  Eventually, blasphemous boudoir pic taking turns into full on priestly fuck pig cock pleasing and nasty hairy nun hole stretching and boom, we have a successful sacrilegious sex down.

That’s when I take the camera and shoot some crazy, christ loving, cunt pounding pics of my own.  I always wait for at least one nun to get blasted with a juicy cum shot but I dip out of the place before they’re done.  Easier to slip out that way.  After I print out the pictures, I have all of the blackmail fuel I need and can make anyone in the church do whatever I want them to do.  I’ve even made an archbishop torture and kill some of the bound fuckpigs in my basement while I filmed it, people pay big money for snuff porn starring a cunt crushing cleric.

 

wake me up for torture sex

torture sex

My stepdad would wake me up to beat the shit out of me. Every time I wake you, Id knows torture sex would be what would be going down. He would spit on my bum and stick fingers deep in that ass, then your cock. Yes, slide that cock in my asshole. Wake me up to pain like no other. Don’t be gentle. Be fucking rough. You know I love it rough I may pretend I don’t, but I do. It’s all I care about a big dick torturing me and enslaving me.

There’s nothing like me being helpless, crying, and begging for mercy. Slide it deep into every single hole of mine. Watch me cry my eyes out and laugh on my face

Rented off for Violent phone sex

Violent phone sexThe men sold my Violent phone sex services out to a brutal ugly bastard, and he had no issues proving that sometimes looks are not at all deceiving. He started the session by clapping my ass with his big strong, frankly hulking hands. My cheeks jiggled, then quaked, and before long I was quivering in pain from the sting. It was like a shockwave had hit and flown through my whole body one inch at a time. It shook me to my core, and that was before he lifted me up with far too much force and pressed me against the wall by my front without relent. He pressed against me so hard with his massive body that my Cheap phone sex nipples scraped against the wood and I found myself crying out. He then went and rubbed his massive, honking cock up against my whore slit. It was so huge it drove me crazy, the redness flowing over my cheeks as fast as the juice dripping down my legs. I couldn’t help it, never can, when the smell of a rigid fuck meat standing tall in excitement hits my nose I’m immediately soaked and wiggling my hips. I’m trained too well, conditioned to be horny to a fault. I’m a pleasure slave and I know it. So when he raised the tip of his fat prick up to my swollen, needy lips, I pressed down despite his body pressing me against the wall and I swallowed him up. Devouring his Taboo phone sex cock exactly where I needed it, stretching me out far too much and breaking me in before he even began to thrust. Once he did thrust, grabbing me hard enough to bruise my flesh before pumping rapidly, it was with enough force to knock the air out of my lungs and roll my eyes back in surprise.

Sacrifice for Samhain

Bondage phone sex

To properly celebrate Samhain, my little coven and I rejoice in a variety of rituals: nude nature walks, sumptuous feasts and, best of all, hole bashing bondage phone sex with a physical manifestation of death, itself.  Conjuring up some vile visitor from the underworld and letting it have its way with us is the best way to increase the power in our little triad of terror, not to mention the fact that demon cock feels amazing, so we do it every year.  And, like any good witch, we celebrate all three days.  

On the 31st, it’s a little witches’ ball with just the three of us and one lucky lad that we invite to be the recipient of all of our attention.  We drink and dance and play with his genitals until one of us ends up making him cum in our hands.  Then, we save it.  Every last drop.  But night one is only for handy work.

On the 1st, the four of us take a nude hike through the woods.  Every time we stop to rest, we take turns blowing our lucky boy toy until he shoots a sticky load in our mouths.  By the time we’re done walking we’ve all gotten some of his goop.  Then we saved it.  Spit it out into a canteen.  Day two is the day we use our mouths.

The 2nd is when things get really fun.  We start off with a daytime feast for the four of us full of food, wine and butt fucking.  I mean, you can’t spell “bacchanal” without “anal.”  Inevitably, sometime during the whole thing, usually between the food and the ass ramming, our simple boy asks who the fifth plate of food and wine goblet are for.  We just laugh at him and take his fuck hog as far in our rectums as we can and grind around on him until he fills our shit boxes with spunk.  You know what happens next.  We shoot that shit filled cum out of our assholes and save it.  We saved all of his seed for all three days for what happens next.

After the feast, it’s time for the sacrifice.  This is when the worm turns for our lucky stud.  He gets lured onto our sacrificial altar and strapped down so he can’t move.  After we each say our part, his throat is slit and he bleeds out, quick and simple.  Once all of his blood is collected, we can finally get to performing the great rite and increasing the power of our crazy little coven.

The dark entities of death we conjure are drawn to human bodily fluids and waste like moths to a juicy, stinky flame.  We cover ourselves in that boy’s blood and all of that spit and shit filled jizz he gave us before his demise and recite an invocation so we can offer ourselves to whatever awful being we decide to bring forth.  We don’t do it three times in one night, only one of us gets to be ravaged by a rotten wraith each year.  No high priestess in our coven, we share power.  So, every three years, I get to look forward to being tied up, covered in sludge and wailed away on by some ghastly ghoul.  And this is my year.  I can’t fucking wait!

 

IT Wants Willow

Rape phone sex fantasies

Every now and again one of my rape phone sex fantasies comes to life and I have the Deadlights forcefully fucked out of me by a demonically monstrous clown.  Getting raped by the physical embodiment of cosmic evil would mess most people up pretty badly, scar them for life if not flat out scare them to death.  Not me, though.  Somehow, I’m pretty sure that I’m the one who keeps conjuring IT up out of its hiding spot and I’m fairly certain that IT likes my style.

It’s no secret, I’m a little psycho.  I think the world has too many fuck pigs on it and very few of them are worth the precious air that they breathe.  It’s my duty to take out any and everybody that I don’t feel is worth the very space they occupy, but I absolutely have to scare the everloving shit out of them before I do.  I love it.  That’s also the very thing which, I’m guessing, makes IT love me.

The first time I saw him was a couple days after I took out a dozen drunk dipshits drinking themselves into a belligerent stupor down at the pub.  Quick hatchet job, complete bloodbath.  I was still reveling in the excitement when a stupid looking clown showed up on my doorstep.  He said his name is Pennywise the Dancing Clown and he was there to help me celebrate then pulled out his prick and started waving it around at me.  I said “Wrong house, Bozo.” and shut the door, but when I turned around, he was standing in my foyer.  Color me intrigued.

His mouth opened wide unveiling row upon row of sharp, pointed teeth and a bright light shined out from somewhere deep inside of his throat.  As his jaw extended out further, he slowly crept closer and closer, trying to stoke up some fear in me before he did whatever he was going to do to me.  Eat me, fuck me, turn me into a weird clown demon, whatever he had planned, Pennywise wanted me to be scared while he did it.  It didn’t work.  I reached up, honked his nose and said “Neat trick.” then slapped his schlong around a little.  

Ever fluster a cosmic entity?  It’s pretty fun.  When revealing himself to be a beast of unknown origin didn’t succeed in scaring the piss out of me, he got a little mad.  That’s when IT started manhandling me and telling me he was going to fuck the fear into me.  Now we’re talking.  I had never been violated by a violently crazed clown creature before, it seemed like it could be a good time.  Hell, I’ll try anything once.

I got bent over, twisted around, pinned down and forcefully fucked by that crazy creep.  Pennywise pole feels great, he really knows how to ram it in there just right.  Every now and again he’d mutter something to himself about turtles or mention his brother and really wail away on me, that was amazing.  I love being hammered so hard that it feels like that cock is going to rip right through me.  That demon definitely did not disappoint.

Since then, I noticed that he comes around every time I do some real damage and take out a bunch of fuck pigs all at once.  I dig it, sometimes IT appears to me as one of the people I just killed and he hate fucks the holy hell out of me while shifting into various victims of mine.  One time he thought he was going to shock me by becoming my dad while he was pounding away at my perfect little pussy.  I didn’t sweat it, I just clawed his eyes out again like I did years and years ago to the real McCoy, only this time, I made him keep fucking me while he screamed in pain.  Cathartic as hell.  I don’t know where he comes from but one thing I know for sure is when he comes around, we fuck.  We all fuck, down here.