Phonesex Smoking Fetish Slave For Me

844-332-2639 ext. 205

Hello bitch, I almost didn’t notice you there, mind if I smoke? I don’t care about your opinion either way; I know I look so fucking hot. I know your pathetic cock is already so straining at the thought of me. You probably do the pathetic little pinching that passes for masturbation for you for hours. Now observe as I place my all white cigarette to my soft, full, red, glistening lips and light it. Isn’t that sexy? Watching me take a drag from my feminine cigarette is hotter then anything you’ve ever seen, isn’t it, pet?. I know you want to watch me coldly exhale the soft white cloud into your face. To laugh. To flick the ash at you. It’s all you deserve. You should feel blessed I would even take the time to blow my smoke in your face… you know that, right? A goddess doesn’t need to waste her time on losers like you.

Your worthless little cock can’t help it, it loves me, My beautiful face, My voice, it responds to something so simple as me smoking in front of you..  Hands off the cock, you little slut, you haven’t asked nor paid me, have you? That’s right. I’m so seductive when I smoke. It’s enough to drive a real man wild, And you? Well. We needn’t list your inadequcies, it’d be cruel of you to expect me to notate them all. I know you worship me. Open your mouth. Close your eyes.

You’re getting even stupider as you stroke away, watching me smoke. You worship Austra, don’t you loser? Say it, say it over and over.

“I worship you, Austra. I love you, Austra”

Good bitch.

You will fall in love with me. I’m perfect, my seduction clings to and winds its way losers, just like my smoke drifting around and coiling about you. You can’t help but worship me. I am perfection. You’re going to cum for me as I smoke and laugh in your face?

Yes, you are, you can’t help yourself.

I know, I understand pathetic little loser perverts like you.

I am manipulating you, twisting you into my puppet, addicted to me, to my smoke.

It’s already too late if you’re this far you little slut.

You’ve read to much. Idea’s sprout in minds, if you weren’t going to lose your will to me, you wouldn’t be reading this.

You’re lucky to be my ashtray. Maybe I’ll become used to using my shoe on your dick to open your lid.

Lick my feet, Faggot

Approach bitch. I know you’re there. Was listening behind the closed door that good for you? Did you like hearing that stud get his fucking fantastic cock rubbed by my pretty feet? Well its your lucky day, loser. I have a treat for you. Do you see how my feet are a little shiny? A little wet?

That’s right faggot. My feet are dirty. I’m going to give you a treat. My toes are covered in cum, my feet are so yummy anyway, suck it off. Clean them. Mmm, that’s a good boy, lick my superior man’s cum off my pretty feet, thank me for it. Thank him for it.

I see that look of humiliated rapture in your stupid face, you’re such a pathetic little bitch, aren’t you loser? That’s right, I’m going to push my feet into your face too. Rub my mans cum on your stupid little head. Force you to gag on my foot. That’s right you little bitch.

Aww, you’re jealous aren’t you? But you’re jerking that worthless cock so much you spunk sucking faggot. Is this a turn on for you? I know for a fact you feel like you’re 2 inches tall, but hey, bigger then your fucking dick. You’re sitting there, playing with yourself you little faggot, dreaming about sucking the cum off my feet, aren’t you?

Bitch. You’re so fucked up its hilarious. Maybe I’ll have to do even nastier things to my feet to see just how much of a pathetic pig you are. I will if you think your worthless little penny bag is enough to please me. You’re too poor to ever afford something decent, let alone perfection like me, but maybe if you save and work hard, you might get me to spit on you while I laugh.

 

Fucking idiot. Haha.

Phonesex Smoking Fetish Slave For Me

844-332-2639 ext. 205

Hello bitch, I almost didn’t notice you there, mind if I smoke? I don’t care about your opinion either way; I know I look so fucking hot. I know your pathetic cock is already so straining at the thought of me. You probably do the pathetic little pinching that passes for masturbation for you for hours. Now observe as I place my all white cigarette to my soft, full, red, glistening lips and light it. Isn’t that sexy? Watching me take a drag from my feminine cigarette is hotter then anything you’ve ever seen, isn’t it, pet?. I know you want to watch me coldly exhale the soft white cloud into your face. To laugh. To flick the ash at you. It’s all you deserve. You should feel blessed I would even take the time to blow my smoke in your face… you know that, right? A goddess doesn’t need to waste her time on losers like you.

Your worthless little cock can’t help it, it loves me, My beautiful face, My voice, it responds to something so simple as me smoking in front of you..  Hands off the cock, you little slut, you haven’t asked nor paid me, have you? That’s right. I’m so seductive when I smoke. It’s enough to drive a real man wild, And you? Well. We needn’t list your inadequcies, it’d be cruel of you to expect me to notate them all. I know you worship me. Open your mouth. Close your eyes.

You’re getting even stupider as you stroke away, watching me smoke. You worship Austra, don’t you loser? Say it, say it over and over.

“I worship you, Austra. I love you, Austra”

Good bitch.

You will fall in love with me. I’m perfect, my seduction clings to and winds its way losers, just like my smoke drifting around and coiling about you. You can’t help but worship me. I am perfection. You’re going to cum for me as I smoke and laugh in your face?

Yes, you are, you can’t help yourself.

I know, I understand pathetic little loser perverts like you.

I am manipulating you, twisting you into my puppet, addicted to me, to my smoke.

It’s already too late if you’re this far you little slut.

You’ve read to much. Idea’s sprout in minds, if you weren’t going to lose your will to me, you wouldn’t be reading this.

You’re lucky to be my ashtray. Maybe I’ll become used to using my shoe on your dick to open your lid.

A touching Dedication to my Best Phone Sex Girl

844-332-2639 ext. 205

 

There’s someone I love to play with that will likely always be better then you. She knows who she is, such a sweet little thing with a head just as twisted as mine who loves the ravishment I bestow upon her and never ceases to excite me in ways you’ll never understand. But since this is my personal space for worship, I shall let you, my loyal pets, gaze upon a moment a Goddess’s thoughts on one of her most prized playmates.

Feminization is fucking hot. There’s no two ways about it. And princess, you are the single best little girl I can ever craft. I love every tale and experience I get to have with you, watching your masculine pride shrivel up and fall away showing the sweet bubbly blonde headed bimbo beneath. I love to see you curl into the strong arms of masculine lovers, I love how traditional and shameless you are all at once. As for our adventures? Mmmm.

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