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Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

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Daddy B keeps teasing me with his evil phone sex fantasies. He knows that his sick fantasies fuel a deep desire of mine to torture and kill. He makes this blood thirsty whore crave his big dick when he starts talking about all of the fucked up things he wants to watch me do for him. I flick and rub my clit while we talk, getting more and more wet thinking about what I want to do. Daddy is unhappily married to a stuck up bitch that I can’t wait to snuff out one day. He jerks his hard cock to my evil ideas of beating the fuck out of her, smashing her teeth out, ripping her body apart and feeding it to him piece by piece. Talking about snuffing her out is nothing new for us but I do have a few new ideas to tease Daddy with! I’m going to break into their house in the middle of the night and wake him up by sucking his big dick while she’s still asleep right next to him. Once he wakes up and realizes that it’s me in the bed with him, gagging on his dick he won’t be able to stop me from what I’m going to do next. I’m sick of playing out these fantasies on the phone. I’m ready to snuff this bitch out for real! I want to strangle her with my rope saw while Daddy fucks me. I’ll let her stand up to run away before I loop it around her neck and snatch her back down to the bed.  I’ll be behind her with it wrapped tightly around her neck. I’ll shove my knee in her back and pull as hard as I can. Every time Daddy thrusts his huge dick in me, I’ll pull back, cutting into her throat deeper and deeper until the cord slices through her neck and cuts her head right off! Then I’ll scoop her eyes out and hold the head while Daddy fucks it like a pocket pussy. I’m going to slurp his cum from her skull and then suck the leftover brain from his dick before he fucks me again. Hurry up and call me while I have murder on my mind instead of blood on my hands.

Gothic Phone Sex Drains Your Lifeline For Ultimate Pleasure

Warm sensations caress your naked flesh as you are awakened to a Gothic Phone Sex Mistress standing before you. A succubus with glowing eyes and flesh as pale as a white rose. I’m Morticia, and I am your best fantasy.

The whisper fades quickly as the movement of Succubus Goddess Morticia crawls on top of you. You are frozen and excited. The inability to move as I crawl and cover your throbbing cock with my warm moist cunt.

Then as I ride your cock I am digging my nails into your chest as I scrape down your body. The blood, the vibrant red hue that excites me starts to seep from the wounds. I smile with my canines shimmering in the moonlight as I lean in and lap at the delightful treat.

You are unable to resist and cum deep inside of my cunt. I clench my cunt lips around your cock and milk every last drop of seed from your balls. As I drain your balls, with an evil moan and laugh.

Finally in a flash and slash of my tongue my fangs sink deep into your neck. The sensation of orgasm continues as I slowly, deeply suck every last drop of life force from your body.

This is your last dance and my body is the temple where your life comes to an end within. All life force is feeding my youth. For I am Morticia, Goddess of the Night.

Gothic Phone Sex

Killer phone sex luck be a lady tonight.

         Killer phone sex   Killer phone sex luck be a lady tonight. It’s a beautiful night. Ready for some fun. Going to find the perfect woman. She is going to know the pain. Just what evil fantasy do you have? After all I am the Snuff Queen and fucking someone while plotting their demise is indeed a fantasy of mine.

            In fact, I on a regular basis sit and fantasize about what I would do with someone. Would be the blade? Killer instinct is ingrained in me. The pain. The torture. The pleasure. As long as someone is screaming in agony, I am getting fucking wet. At the same time, it is driving me to even higher heights of dastardly deeds. Come along for the ride. Be the accomplice.

            Know that while it is Evil Fantasy phone sex at its finest, I don’t need a helper. Not in the least. Luck is the lady of the night. For to survive you must be lucky indeed. There is a killer out there that does like sex and coming up with evil ways to filet a body. See how they work. Now I have always been told animals don’t feel pain. Well, a human is an animal so join me in the realms of the impossible and we shall see if an animal can feel pain or not.

            The binds are going to cut. The knife will be sharp. That is to say to begin with it will have an edge. Time will go by, and it will become dull. Tell me you fantasize about the pain. It gets you off as much as it does I. Then we will cum together or I will while you are the one I have snuff sex with.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Call Makes Me Cum Hard

I am very into blasphemy sex and I got the best call the other day. The fantasy was that I was going to be his accomplice when kidnapping and ravaging a nun. The fantasy was hot as fuck. We grabbed her right outside the convent and took her to an abandoned warehouse.  There we stripped her and he started to touch her pussy that had never been touched before. I ripped off the cross she had around her neck and made her watch me as I fucked myself with it.  He started biting her tits and she screamed in agony. He worked his way down to her pussy and viciously bit her clit. Her screams were delicious! Now it was time for the best part of the night. We were going to abuse that untouched cunt in every way we could think of. I forced her legs open and he tasted her pussy. It tasted sweet, he kissed me deeply and I tasted her juices. She was crying and kept repeating she was the bride of Christ. so I told her like any good bride you are going to give your virginity to your husband, he took the crucifix and shoved it deep in her pussy. The crucifix ended up full of her juices and virgin blood,  The night was just beginning.

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Hot Snuff Sex Fantasy

I have a very perverse dark side and this particular caller was just as twisted as I am. I loved this call.  It was a rape and murder fantasy and I was his accomplice.   We lured a little one into our van and took them to a cabin in the woods.  Once we were there we ripped off all her clothes and we got to work enjoying that little pussy and ass.

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We penetrated the little miscreant with all kinds of objects from his cock to a beer bottle. Her suffering was exquisite.  I even put my pussy in her face and made her lick it and my partner in crime made her suck his dick. The last thing she had in her mouth before we ended her was cock.  her little mouth was full of cum and she would not stop crying.  I have always had spanking fantasies so I could not pass up the opportunity to make sure this little rugrat crossed with a nice red ass.  We wanted to end her in the most painful way possible so we tied her to a chair and set a slow-burning fire. we roasted her alive. We fucked while we heard her screams.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Lures Tender Age Girls for You

accomplice phone sexLooking for accomplice phone sex? Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Cassandra, but folks call me Cassie. And I am a switch. Because I am a woman, I can lure tender age flesh to you much easier than you could. No stranger danger towards a buxom blonde. And I have all sorts of ways I can lure young girls away. Lure them right to you.

Earlier in the week, John told me about this cute blonde schoolgirl he likes. He described her in such detail that I knew he wanted to fuck her. So, I told myself I would surprise him. John is someone able to help me. He works for my landlord. And I want and need some serious upgrades to my house. I thought if I brought him the teen rape porn star of his wet dreams, he might help me out.

I Can Lure Young Girls Away Easier Than Any Man

With his vivid description, I found it easy to find the girl. And he did seem genuinely pleased that I found her and brought her to him. Although she looked scared, I knew she would eventually chill out because I gave her a bottled water laced with Molly and Klonopin.  Soon she would be horny and relaxed.  And suddenly the drug kicked in. And she began acting like a little feral cat in heat.

I let my landlord’s helper think she wanted him too. And I watched him fuck her. He busted the cherry, and she bled like a stuck pig. She made a mess of my sheets. But I can get new ones. He thrust his cock in and out of her bald little slit. And eventually his thrust in and out of ass too. She barely struggled when his fat fuck stick gaped her asshole. I let him explore his rape phone sex fantasies for this neighbor girl. And I gave her enough drugs she won’t know if she dreamed what happened or if it was real. I know how to make wicked fantasies a reality.

Bloody Phone Sex Can Destroy Cunts Like a Rare Steak

One thing I am used to is bloody phone sex and my pussy being pounded like a steak tar – tar.  I mean I am used and sometimes they even fuck this pussy with knives. In fact men and women alike will use  any other device they can slam into my hot pussy.

Bloody phone sex

The other night I was taken and used for a BBC gangbang with some monster black dicks. These men showed no mercy to a hot little white girl slut. My ass and cunt were destroyed. In fact I had to have emergency surgery as my labia was completely destroyed. Both my pussy and asshole were ripped into one big bloody gaped hole.

These guys really took so much out on me as a little entitled white girl whore. There was one guy in the group that was from Columbia and he really took a shining to using his hunting knife on me. I was sliced up and he even cut off my clit as a souvenir for his collection.

 

Killer phone sex with Keisha and Chuckie the Killler Simp!

Killer phone sex is what we are going to have tonight. I love watching slasher films, it’s something about watching someone fight for their life that makes my pussy wet. I’ve had this certain fantasy I’ve wanted to play out, hopefully your down. It’s going to go like this. I’m home alone, my parents are away on business.

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I live in a big glass house in the woods. You can see my every move no matter where I am in the house. You’re watching me right now and I’m in my kitchen talking on the phone in bra and panties. You’re in the woods stroking your cock, but once you realize that I’m alone, you decide you want to feel the real thing.

You make your way to my house and notice a back door to the home is open and you walk right in.

By this time, I’ve made my way to the room. I’m in my bed, with my big tits out and my fingers in my pussy and a dildo in my ass. You bust into my room and you’re wearing a Chuckie mask with a machete in your hand!  Your run towards me ready to attack!

I get up and jump, still naked, and I’m able to shimmy around you and run down the hall. I run down the stair and into my kitchen. As I’m running, you catch up to me and grab me by my hair and drag me back upstairs to my room.

I’m kicking and fighting you. You swipe legs to stop me from kicking, but I just start hitting you and punching you harder. I’m screaming and begging you not to kill me, begging you for my life! You’re getting annoyed by my screaming, and you stab me in my neck. You stand over me and look at my limp body and realize you think I’m attractive when I’m bleeding. You start stabbing me all over my body.

My tits, my stomach, my legs, all over. I’m painted red. You look down and your dick is hard as a rock. You get down and stuff your throbbing cock into my stiffening pussy and you cum all over my dead body when you’re done!

Now wasn’t that Knife play phone sex so hot?

Fantasy Phone Sex with My Boy Makes Me wish I Was Dead

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex leaves me beaten and sore. At least it does with my son. He loves his dumb whore of a mother though. He came to visit me over the weekend, and I am still recuperating. However, he makes it worth my while when he leaves me with a huge bag of coke. Mommy’s medicine helps her endure the pain.

When he arrived, I greeted him in stripper heels and fishnet thigh highs. Nothing else. And I looked like a stick figure with fun bags. That would be because of my cocaine diet. I remembered to take my teeth out. But my prolapse always hangs out now. Since I am my son’s private ass porn star, it just dangles out my ass like a turkey waddle.

My boy let me do a few bumps before he explored his rape phone sex fantasies. He groped my prolapse which he always does. However, this time, he has his hand covered in Icy Hot. Boy did that burn.  But I buried my face in the bowl of coke and suddenly did not feel a thing.

My Son Enjoys Brutalizing Mommy’s Shitter

He skull fucked me next. Spit in my face too. Good thing I took my teeth out or he would have punched them out for me. When I needed more coke, he made me crawl to the bowl like a starving animal. But mostly, he pulled me by my prolapsed ass like I was a Roomba. He managed to pull my asshole out and measured it at 8-inches. It served as a leash of sorts for him. My shit pipe belongs to my son. My entire body belongs to him too.

rape phone sex fantasiesHe fucked my prolapse like it was a cock sleeve. I guess in a way it was just that. He benched pressed me with my asshole dangling down like a pull cord. Suddenly, he tossed me across the room. I heard the chimes loudly as I tried to stand up. His fans love watching him brutalize his mommy whore. I bounced off the floor and the walls, but the chimes intensified.

He punched me in the face a few times avoiding my sniffer. See, I told you my boy loves me. Why else would he protect my nose. I need it to sniff my medicine. When he asked his fans at home on a scale of 1 to 10, how hard he should beat me, I knew I was in trouble. So, I begged for another toot and braced myself for impact. Nonstop tipping dings as he beat my body black and blue. He even took a broom and racked it across my tits leaving a big mark.

Beat Your Mommy Whore Black and Blue

Pretty certain he bruised my esophagus with the rough skull fucking too. He used zipties on my boobs and a glimpse of myself in the mirror showed signs of bruising and welts forming all over my battered body. When he had me pull my cunt lips wide, I knew he planned on fisting me. Ouch. He took turns fisting my whore cunt and my prolapsed ass. Again, the chimes of tips poured in.

I saw him slip on the brass knuckles after he fisted me. And I braced myself for more pain. He punched my prolapsed asshole like he was Mike Tyson. But we did not end our time together with that. He put a plastic bag over my head which restricted my breathing.  While I struggled to breathe, he treated me worse than an ass rape porn star.

He pounded my shitter and my head while wearing brass knuckles. I am just fuck meat. And my boy brutalized my old holes and body for shits and giggles. But he never kills his cash cow. But he does make me wish I was dead sometimes. I am going to need more plastic surgery. He busted one of my tits again.

Snuff Phone Sex Death Wishes Come True with Me

snuff phone sexUsually when I get snuff phone sex calls, I am the victim or the accomplice. But Gerard wanted a sexy blonde bimbo snuffing him out. He seemed more enlightened than most of the men who I encounter on my phone line or in the club. Gerard told me his cock measured around 3-inches erect. That’s worthless to any woman. But this guy has a good income. Likely he could find some gold digger who values money more than sexual pleasure.

But I had no problem being in the driver’s seat since I am a sexy switch. Like most men, he simply lacks the balls to off himself. So, he needs a bitch to make him a snuff porn star. No skin off my nose if some small dick loser wants to die. One less small dick loser in the world, right?

If You Have a Death Wish, I Can Make it Cum True

Since I had my choice on how to kill him, I thought about it for a few minutes. And I decided to suffocate him with my hot ass and cunt. What a way to go, right? As I sat on his face, I slapped his dick and balls too. He had no choice but to lick and eat my pussy and ass. By the time his little dick and tiny balls turned bright red, I started to reduce his airway more. It is easy to do when you are tall and have great legs. I closed my thighs against his head to suffocate him.

And I could feel him struggling under my weight as I squeezed my legs like a boa constrictor.  I felt powerful.  Perhaps, too powerful. Killing a man can be an intoxicating feeling. Although he did fight me, I just squeezed my long nails into his ball sack. And that took the wind out of his sails. And before long he died from suffocation phone sex. My pussy dripped all over his dead body. It feels good to be a snuff princess. Maybe you can die next?