I’m a submissive whore and will do anything you ask. I can be your bondage whore and you can tie me up in all sorts of uncomfortable positions. You can get a collar and leash and walk me around the neighborhood on my hands and knees, wearing nothing but lingerie. Some soft silky lacey panties, and a sexy bra for these perky tits. I’ll be a good submissive slut for you and all of your friends. If I’m not you’ll pull me over your knees and spank my ass, hard. But, lets be honest; I’ll never say no. I’m nothing but holes to fuck and property to you. I want you to tie me down for some bondage and submission. You want to own me in every way possible through sexual domination. Go ahead and use me. Dump your load into me and dominate me, make me be a good obedient submissive whore. I’ll do anything to please you and make you happy master.
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Sexy Phone Chat with Your New Slave Eliana
Sexy Phone Chat with Your New Slave Eliana is a great way to introduce yourself. I wish to serve you and all of your desires as a good subby whore. My slut body is your playground to use. My mouth may be your toilet to use completely. I fact my holes all belong to my firm and controlling Master. Are you that Master for me?
The reality is that I am an uncontrollable little slut, cunt, or whore… whatever term you prefer to use for a filthy little sperm receptacle like me. I will fuck many guys and have no shame. I need a Master that will take ownership and try and discipline me. At least that is what my daddy thinks I need. He gave up on trying to control me.
Gangbang phone sex is a fading glory to share
I don’t really remember the gangbang phone sex last night. It was amazing, I know that, because my massive tits are stinging even now. I must have gotten really roughed up. Someone clearly enjoyed what I had to give and decided to get real forceful with my black booty as well as my voluptuous dark body. I never really mind when that happens, it’s something to remember. I love waking up the next morning and feeling memoirs in physical form for the night lost. It’s beautiful, wonderful, and makes me so damn wet I have to find someone to ride the very moment I’m awake enough to hunt. My tits ache in that good way, and that means they need another hit or smack or brutal fuck and rape phone sex fantasies that make enough noise to deafen the world. I’m a superior bouncing pussy whore who can’t get enough of one moment to the next. You want to fuck this, I know you do, so it’s you I’m after when I leave my house and embark on a quest for cock like no other. The illusive you is always my target. I don’t necessarily know who you are at any given time, you change a lot from day to day, call to call, job to job. You are the one who’ll enjoy my body the most at any given moment, the one who’ll call me later after I’m done having my fun. Maybe I’m overcomplicating giant boobs bouncing around and having fun, but it makes it more fun to add a little mental gymnastics to my real-world stretchy bouncy crab-walking gymnastics. My whole body goes on display all the time, and somehow the faint pain of yesterday doesn’t ever stop me cold. It just makes me want to do some slave training and get fucked, hard.