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Babysitter phone sex with me teaches your lil bitch right

Babysitter phone sexI love being a Babysitter phone sex slut for you and your family. Your wife and girls are so sexy, and so are you. They are lucky to have a Daddy like you. I bet you guys get very close, and I don’t blame you!
The last time I came to babysit, your big girl Angel was so flirty with me. She asked if I could teach her a few tricks that her Daddy would like. So let me stick around, and we can all have a good time. I want to taste her little pussy and get it ready for your hard cock. Then we will take turns in every position possible.
Your wife has to join us, too. One look at her big tits and I knew she was a freak. I want Mommy fucking herself with a big black dildo while Angel and I slide your cock between our pussy lips. We’ll take turns fucking Daddy, and I think she should go first. Fuck her pussy and then stick it up your little Angel’s ass and make her scream. She wanted to learn new tricks to make you happy, right? Then she should know how Daddy loves fucking a tight little asshole brutally.
And when you pull it out, I’ll drop to my knees, my eyes locked on your girth. “Let me taste her,” I plead. Let me Suck your messy cock clean. It is going to look so good on the screen. We’ll turn this into the nastiest accomplice Teen rape porn.

Rena Finds Herself a Snuff Phone Sex Addict

As I delve deeper into my new man’s hot and depraved Snuff phone sexsnuff phone sex fantasies, I find myself becoming more and more entwined in his twisted desires. He sees me as the perfect partner to help him explore these dark cravings, and I am not only willing but eager to indulge him.

In our encounters, he surrenders completely to my control, becoming lost in the thrill of danger and taboo pleasure that we share. His submissive nature is put to the test as I take him deeper into his snuff-filled fantasies – a place where anything goes and no line is too far gone. The power dynamic between us intensifies; he craves my dominance while simultaneously fearing what I might do next.

Despite knowing the risks involved in our actions, there’s an undeniable allure about it all for both of us – a rush of adrenaline that keeps bringing us back together time after time. It doesn’t matter if others judge or condemn us; we are bound by our shared love for extreme experiences and our mutual desire to push past societal norms into a world where death itself can be transformed into something beautiful yet terrifyingly intimate.

As we continue down this path together, I can’t help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with fear. Each time we push the boundaries further, it feels like we’re dancing on the edge of oblivion itself. But there’s something about that thrill that keeps us coming back for more – an addiction to the rush of endorphins and adrenaline coursing through our veins as we explore the depths of depravity together.

In these moments, he becomes completely lost in his role play character: A helpless slave to my every whim and desire. And while part of me relishes in this power dynamic, another part wonders how far he would truly go if given the chance… Would he really let me take him all the way? The thought both terrifies and arouses me in equal measure.

Despite everything though, one thing remains constant – our shared love for pushing past societal norms into a realm where few dare to tread. We are bound by our mutual need for extreme experiences; driven by an insatiable hunger that cannot be sated by anything less than complete submission or total domination…

He was a better fuck, dead than alive

I have a little confession to make. See Im much Like a rabid animal with a taste for blood. After I’ve had it once, I can’t get enough. A friend of mine is a mortuary assistant, and I can have all the sex with dead bodies that I want. So Lately, I’ve been indulging.

Fucking actual stiffs are so hot

I Love “going shopping” That means going in the morgue and actually picking out a body. I get to pick out the fuckcicle I want to ride. Fuckcicle is a good term because those cocks are icy cold, but they stay hard forever. I just ride and ride and cum, squirt and piss all over their rigor mortised cock. It’s so good to fuck a cock that isn’t attached to a complaining and bitching ass man.

I even find myself cuddling with them afterwards. Snuggling up to to cool bodies. They keep pretty fresh for about 2-3 weeks, and then I just set them on fire out in the woods in the back. Boom! No evidence. Thought, I really want to start performing my own killings, and fucking the cocks that I snuff out. It’s hot but I feel like it can get so much hotter. Nothing sexier than riding a corpse until your cunt starts pissing cum. I don’t have to worry about him going limp either.

I’m also thinking about cutting and removing the dead cocks and balls that I fuck, as an entire 1 piece unit. That way, I can keep them as my most prized trophies, and sweet reminders.

Sex with Dead Bodies

Snuff Phone Sex is Popular with a Dirty Whore

snuff phone sexI get a lot of calls for snuff phone sex. And I’m OK with that. It’s only a secret from my husband that I have a dark side. My husband would be shocked to discover some of the rough things I enjoy. Plus, I feel it would shock him to know what his son from his first marriage enjoys doing to me. But every wife keeps a few secrets, right? Perhaps, I keep more than the average woman.

In my life, I’ve experienced so many dark encounters that sometimes they blur together. Of course, I’m usually fucked up on coke when these encounters occur and that does not help my memory. I ran into a guy last night at a bar I stopped at to party for a little bit. It’s just a local dive bar, but all the blue-collar men that go there share their coke with me. Maybe I give a few hand jobs or blowjobs in exchange. But it’s nothing like the things I’m used to doing in the snuff sex world for coke.

One man in the bar looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him. But apparently, he knew me and he remembered me. A few years ago, when I let myself get too fucked up, him and his friends picked me up walking home. They didn’t take me home. At least not to my home.

Men Who Violate Me Always Remember Me

They took me to a fishing cabin in the woods. And they gangbanged me and left me to find my way home. It started to come back to me. I did not want a repeat performance. This man and his friends used me for hours and abandoned me in the middle of nowhere and I didn’t even get any coke out of it.

I played dumb. I’m pretty good at that. But I did not want to be alone with this man. And I certainly did not want to get into a car with him either. But I think he spiked my drink because suddenly I felt woozy and my brain felt scrambled. So, I looked for the nearest bathroom, and I locked myself in there thinking the feeling would pass.

That didn’t work. The man picked the lock, came into the bathroom and instead of pissing in the toilet he pissed on me. The bar appeared packed with people. And the music seemed cranked up to the highest decimal because you could feel the walls vibrating from the bass.

My Husband Does Not Realize What a Dirty Whore He Married

I did not know how to get out of this situation. So, I gave up. This guy would do whatever the fuck he wanted to me once again. But at least this time I wouldn’t be stranded in the middle of nowhere, naked and afraid. He turned me into his ass rape porn star bent over a dirty toilet in a dive bar. Although I screamed many times, nobody could hear me. Even if they could, I’m not their problem.

He thrust his cock in and out of my ass so hard that my forehead kept banging the ceramic top of the toilet, leaving a huge bruise. And he left me with a concussion too. I woke up smelling like a urinal and covered in cum. My asshole prolapsed and a little note that said he enjoyed me better the second time around. I managed to get home before my husband woke up. But just barely. One of these days my husband will realize what a dirty bitch he married.

I want to take of your Flesh, Consuming You Whole

Cannibalism Phone Sex

Calling All Vore Whores Like Myself. Cannibalism Phone Sex is as extreme and weirdly fucking hot. Last night I talked with a guy that wanted me to eat him, from his toes up. So Of Course I had fun with it.

I drugged him up pretty good, and stripped his ass naked. Placed his sexy fucking naked ass on a table. Got all kinds of shiny, sharp, pretty tools. Such as a scalpel, box cutter, machete, saws all, filet knife and of course you can’t go wrong with a hand saw. Toes first, hmmm. I could bite those little piggies off. Just chomp them right off, like biting a fucking celery stalk. I bet the bone would crunch so nice.

He woke up at the first initial Bite, on his big toe. The scream he let loose was like an animal in agony. The decibel to which he hit, made me so wet. So I kept biting. I would Bite and chew him up. Gnashing and smashing him with my teeth. Grinding my Molars, and then spitting his blood and plasma back in his face.

I went straight from toes to cock, I didn’t want him to blow his load while I was chomping down on a shin bone, that doesn’t seem fitting does it? No, not to me either. So i took the scalpel and carefully removed his hard cock and swollen balls in one unit.  Homemade Castration done so twistedly right. Call me a Sick Bitch, Call Me a Psycho… all terms of fucking endearment.

Whole

The entire time, he screamed and writhed in pain. My giggle drove him mad. How could I be such a sadistic little bitch? I guess getting killed, tortured, maimed and assaulted nightly, has kind of turned me into a bit of a monster.

Toying with my new blood covered bestie, I brought his cock and balls right up to his face, dangled it over him, and made him watch me deepthroat it. Knowing he would never feel the pleasure of feeling, because I tore all the nerves, slicing it off of him. As He screamed, I forced that fucker down his throat.

“See how good you taste, why wouldn’t I want to Consume you…”

Then I proceeded to fork and knife my home made hard cock dildo. Smacking and slurping as I chewed him up and swallowed him fucking whole.

Oh Don’t worry, I got to use all my pretty tools on the rest of him. But if you are interested in finding out exactly what I did. Curiousity  is gonna have to kill the cat, call me mother fucker….

Snuff Phone Sex Never Bores Me

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex never bore me. And I think that’s because I enjoy being a sick bitch. The kind of bitch you don’t want to fuck over. And the kind of bitch you never try to dominate either. I make it very clear in my blocks in my profile that I’m not the kind of woman who Does traditional fuck calls. In fact, I almost never fuck a caller. My sexual gratification comes from torture and murder.

If I am castrating, you or snuffing you, you will never have a chance to fuck me. But then, even when I’m just your accomplice, you don’t have much of a prayer for that either. But let’s be clear here you serve only one of two roles with me. My victim or my accomplice. Although I have no problem with you, beating your worthless meat don’t expect me to give you head or let you anywhere near my pussy. Unless of course, I’m smothering you to death you see my pussy as a suffocation device.

Yet every damn day I need to kill my accomplice because he does not listen to my rules. Why is it that man have such an inability to retain information. Do they think this is just an act and that I don’t really mean it when I explain the rules of accomplice phone sex to them. Personally, I think men just think with their dicks, which is another argument for why they shouldn’t have them. I figure if you don’t listen to what I have to say you’re not gonna listen to any woman. So I might as well put you out of our misery early on.

Men Should Never Think with Their Cocks with Me

Richard found out that I meant business recently. He didn’t read the fine print of our agreement even though I verbally went over it on the phone with him. When we met, he told me the girl he wanted assistance and kidnapping and torturing. Seems like a simple gig. And it would’ve been a simple gig if Richard had not let his hormones get in the way. Suddenly, he decided he didn’t want to pay me the money and he wanted to fuck me instead. And when I told him absolutely not if he was the last man on earth, he tried to force himself on me. When were these idiots ever learn.

Once his cock made an appearance, so did the knife that I keep strapped to my inner thigh. Without missing a beat, I sliced his cock off with such force. It flew across the room and landed and the dog bowl. I gave my hound from hell a nice treat. Sure I could’ve taken his balls to the complete castration phone sex, but he’ll never fuck so I didn’t really see the purpose of taking his balls too. The man no longer has cock. And they’re not gonna find this dick in a field somewhere to reattach. My dog shit his cock out this morning.

You are My Accomplice or My Victim, But Never My Lover

Has rich late curled up in a ball in his own blood and vomit. I kicked him a few times to make it hurt even more. Then I spit on him. And I reminded him this was all his doing. I gave him clear cut rules for a partnership and he chose to One neglect those rules and two try to not pay me. Also he’s lucky he’s still breathing. And trust me, I thought about killing him because I’ve certainly killed men for less. But when it comes to castration and cock mutilation, I like them to live with the constant reminder That their stupidity has long lasting consequences.

So tell me, loser. Will you follow my instructions and agree to my rules while you lose your cock and maybe your balls too?

Accomplice Phone Sex Whore Cora Sluts Out BFF

Accomplice Phone Sex

I fucking live for this shit, being an accomplice phone sex whore, and nothing turns me on more than being the one who gets a girl her first threesome with MY boyfriend. People think I just watch, but hell no, watching is for cucks. I’m the instigator, the troublemaker, the one who pushes everyone over the edge just by smirking and controlling.

I come in close, and have my friend sit on my lap. She’s never done this before and seems a bit nervous. I told her I would hold her legs open and make it easier for her. I flick my fingers on her little clit to get her ready for him and whisper all the dirty little suggestions they’re too scared to say out loud. He starts fucking her while she is on my lap, but he is looking ME in the eyes. You are simply a fuck hole for my boyfriend that I gave to him. 

I love the way they look at me — nervous, trembling, out of breath, and begging for my permission. I let him fuck her until she’s screaming and squirming in my arms. I know she’s never been fucked like this and I’m just happy to help a friend out. I know my boyfriend is enjoying this pussy too. 

By the end, I’m smirking like a fucking queen. I didn’t just help. I made the whole thing dirtier, hotter, messier than anyone thought possible. Being the accomplice isn’t a side gig. It’s my little masterpiece, my way of spreading heat, chaos, and trouble wherever I go, and I wouldn’t trade a second of it.

Bondage Phone Sex: Let’s Tie Up a Cunt and Abuse Her

bondage phone sexI used to be a bondage phone sex whore. It began as money for me. I would pose for naked hardcore bondage pictures because those sorts of photo shoots always pay more money. And honestly, I don’t mind being tied up every now and then. It can be a fun kink in the bedroom, but with the crowd I associate with, I don’t want any of those mother fuckers to tie me up because I might not survive it.

But as a former bondage whore, I do know how to tie some ropes myself. I’m a quick study. Plus, I’m scrappy. It’s how I’ve survived in life. Perhaps you could say the cards seemed stacked against me from the beginning. My mom abandoned me when at a very young age. Then my father abused me until I ran away. But then a lot of other men abused me because of my daddy issues.

However, I learned tricks and I observed things. And I figured out how to make myself useful in the end and escape a life that very few women ever escape from. And now I’m proud of the name I’ve made for myself on the opposite side of the coin. In the seedy snuff porn world, it’s survival of the fittest. Honestly, it’s all I’ve known. The vanilla world seems boring and almost like a pipe dream for a girl like me. But I’ve learned to make a decent living out of helping men just like my former kidnappers and tormentors.

Craft Cunts I Kill and Torture

Dave wanted help kidnapping and tying up this hot teen slut who’s been blackmailing him for money. Crafty little cunt. She lives across the street from my client Dave. And she likes to spy on neighbors doing naughty things so she can extort them for money. I guess it beats working at McDonald’s. But she fucked with the wrong guy. She caught him cheating on his wife and she snapped pictures and everything. So, the bitch needed to disappear. But first Dave wanted to enjoy her.

So, I kidnapped her and tied her up like a side of beef. And we waited for Dave to arrive. Since this girl lived near Dave, when her parents report her missing the police will interview neighbors. So, we needed to make sure she disappeared and died when he had a good alibi.

For right now, this little bitch lives in my dungeon and Dave comes back back-and-forth to enjoy her tight holes. As of now the cunt’s parents reported her missing. And she could be a runaway, but when her body shows up dead with ligature marks on her ankles and wrists, boobs, and thighs, my client will be in Hawaii with his wife celebrating their anniversary.

If We Kidnap a Bitch We Should Enjoy Her Tight Holes First

But I encouraged him to use the girl while I keep her alive until he goes out of town in a week. Since she’s a bit older, the runaway theory seems plausible. They’ll be amber alerts, and things like that, I am sure. But modern technology can determine time of death once police find a body. I will be the killer phone sex accomplice. I want her time of death to be during Dave’s trip to Hawaii.

This cunt deserves to die. So young and already so conniving. She would only grow up to be a fucking psycho and most men’s worst nightmare. I have no problem killing this bitch. But for the next week, she’s tied up in my basement naked and waiting for men to use her. Maybe you want to come and use her too. Trust me I know how to wash away all the DNA before I murder a bitch. She’ll just be labeled another runaway teenage girl who took a ride from the wrong man. I take all the risks for my clients.

Rena is Your Hot Accomplice Phone Sex Slut

snuff phone sexWell as an Accomplice Phone Sex whore, I’d start by finding a young slut who’s down for some hardcore action. You know, someone who loves getting fucked and isn’t too picky about who they let do it. Once I find her, I’d introduce her to your guy and make sure she knows what kind of fun they have planned.

Then, when the time is right, I’d help your guy take control of the situation. Maybe I’d distract the girl while he sneaks up behind her or maybe I’ll even join in on the fun! If things get too rough for her though, don’t worry – as long as she keeps screaming “yes” or “harder”, then we all know she really means it deep down inside.

Throughout everything though, my main focus would be making sure that you are satisfied with how things are going. After all, this is your show! So whether that means encouraging him to go harder or suggesting new positions for them to try out together – just name it and consider it done!

As the action heats up, I’ll make sure to keep an eye on both of them. If your guy needs any help holding down the girl or if she seems like she might be getting too tired, then I’ll step in and lend a hand (or mouth). And when it finally comes time for him to release inside her sweet pussy – well let’s just say that I know how much you love seeing that happen!

So there you have it: me as your loyal accomplice helping out with all sorts of naughty fun involving a young slut who can’t get enough cock. The more depraved things get, the happier we all are!

Ass Rape Porn Star Violated By Her Son on Camera

ass rape pornMy son paid me a visit this week to make an ass rape porn. He could never stay away too long even though I think he tries. He just loves his mommy’s big boobs and big cock sucking lips. Of course, he turned mommy into a bimbo slut for his live stream shows. And I never minded looking like a bimbo or letting him fuck me up on camera because in exchange he gives me the best cocaine ever.

And he arrived at the right time because I appeared bone dry and desperate for coke. I would’ve ended up going to see somebody far worse than him. He loves my bony ass, my big cunt lips, my gaped pussy and of course, my prolapsed ass. First thing he did was kiss his mommy and show me the big bag of pink cocaine he brought me. He let me do a line before he fisted my asshole. He turned me into his fuck meat puppet. Yanked my hair and dragged me in front of the camera. He made me fishhook my mouth and slap myself a few times too.

He loves torture sex with mommy. So, he skull fucked me, turning my mouth into his cock sleeve. My throat bulged with his cock. And I’m sure to the viewing audience, it looked like I swallowed an anaconda. Well, he shoved his big cock down my throat, he punched my fun bags, and he kicked me in the sides too. Plus a few sucker punches to the stomach and ribs. When he pulled out the zip ties, I knew punching me served as warmup.

Live Stream Shows Never Go Well for Me

He let me snort some more coke as he continued to punch my two huge bowling balls. Eventually, he had to yank my face from the bowl of cocaine. And luckily, he lets me do some because it dulls the pain. No doubt my fun bags looked like they might pop anytime soon.

I thought the zip ties might be for my hands but silly me. He brought them for my tits. And he tied them up like torpedoes. They looked like they might burst and I think one of them did burst cause I’m all lopsided today. But my son will fix my tits with the money he earned from the live stream show.

And it’s no wonder my boobs need some repair. He had those zip ties way down at the base cutting off the circulation to my boobs. But I think the baseball bat he took to each tit really did the damage. On camera, he beat my tits lopsided, punched me in the head, and tried to choke me out with a belt. Just part of a live stream with my boy.

One of These Days My Son My Actually Kill Me on Camera

Although he enjoys torturing my boobs, my ass serves as his cock sleeve. He spends most of his time abusing mommy‘s already gaped and prolapsed asshole. He made me push out my prolapse for the camera, and when I did, he zip tied my ass on the outside. And then I saw the plastic bag, and I realized this might quickly turn into a snuff porn. But he’s my boy, he loves me. Plus, I’m his cash cow. He might damage me quite a bit, but I don’t think he would ever kill me intentionally because then he would lose his money source.

While I showed off my prolapsed asshole, my boy put a plastic bag over my head. And then he joked about watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy while I sucked his cock and he suffocated me with a plastic bag. Well, I thought he meant it as a joke. Do you know how long those movies are if you watch them all together. So, for like 12 fucking hours I sucked his cock while he punched me in the side of the face and tits and suffocated me with that plastic bag.

I’m still black and blue with a lopsided boob and a few cracked ribs. But my boy loves me black and blue. Those appear to be his favorite colors. He thinks I look prettier with black eyes and bluish-purple skin. He left me with a lot of cocaine to nurse my battered body. And I’m sure he will return. He can never stay away from abusing his own mommy very long.