I’d hung out under the tree ever since I was young. It had grown from a young oak to a sturdy old oak. I had climbed that tree, swung from a rope, and even built a treehouse once. Now that old tree was my favorite place to bring my lovers. I’d clutch the trunk as they banged me from behind, my breath upon its bark. I loved the feel of my back sliding down the roughness as I took so many cocks into my mouth. Only the great oak knew what a dirty girl I’d become and he’d never tell. Once a lover had held me up against the tree as you he fucked me, his balls slapping hard, as I slid back and forth, leaving welts upon my flesh. I’d pulled away from yet another and his cum had splashed upon the tree, rolling like sap to mingle with the dirt. The day had come, however, when men were sent to cut it down. I cried, begged, and finally gave blowjobs to those men, who cut down another tree that day instead. I know I cannot protect you forever though and the day will come when I cannot save you, or myself, from what the future holds. Today, my majestic tree dropped an acorn onto my head. I cupped it gently, like my lover’s balls, and rushed home to plant the future.
Category: Phone sex therapist
Phone Sex Therapy is Perfect for Sissy Humilation
Phone sex therapy is a very popular form of phone sex. Think about it. It makes perfect sense to talk to a sexy mature woman about all the things you cannot share with your wife. We have a company sissy. Perhaps you have seen her page. We all blog about her. She is a money pig who craves attention but is so pathetic she has to pay for her sissy humiliation. I had the pleasure of speaking with her and her goddess, our bitch in charge here at WBMT, Levi. You think you have a good idea how shameful and pathetic a sissy is by reading blogs about her and seeing pictures of her, but trust me none of that does our sissy any justice. Our company sissy is the biggest sissy I have ever spoken to in my career as a phone sex therapist. She has her dresses and bunny outfits specially made for her. Makes sense in hindsight. One cannot just walk into a Lane Bryant store and expect that they have a playboy bunny outfit or a baby doll dress in a size 18. Sissy doesn’t exactly have a girlish figure. She has to pretend to be a man for her wife and her day job. I teased her that she must have gone to acting school to be able to fool so many people into thinking she is a normal red blooded middle aged man. She sings little songs. I just about peed myself hearing her sing Sissy Girl to the tune of Barbie Girl, that cheesy 90s song. She is quite creative. But, she is a real sissy. She is not pretending on the phone. She is pretending at her day job. The one she needs to support her Goddess and those who work under her. I talk to a lot of sissies on the phone, and few are career sissies like our company Sissy Fairy Fag. She is pathetic and shameful, but also honest, creative and genuine. I am glad that she feels comfortable in her own skin to be outed and shamed by this company. Are you so brave? I doubt it. I have never been sent a sissy picture by one of my other sissies that shows her face. I have never gotten the sense that my other sissies are still sissies when not chemically altered. Sissies you have some big pumps to fill. Are you up for the challenge?
Titty Fucking with Ramona
After accompanying one of my clients he asked to extend our evening with a night cap and invited me up to his suite. Of course I won’t turn down the money and he was a fun guy so I accepted. I could tell all night that he could not take his eyes off my tits. I had on a low cut mini dress and he took full advantage of the view. Once the door closed behind us he grabbed me by the back of my neck and pressed his lips against mine. He gave me the longest, and sexiest kiss I have had in a long time. The way his tongue weaved in and out of my mouth, I am not going to lie had my cunt getting so wet. He then locked his hands on my tits which were now fully out of my dress as he slid it off of my shoulders. He started to bite my nipples through my bra and it felt so fucking good. I was anxious to get his cock out of his dress pants and wanted to see what he was working with. But he pushed me down onto the bed. That is ok because he straddled his body over me right after he dropped his pants. He had a nice hard cock and I was so fucking horny that I wanted it in my mouth. So I sat forward and crammed him deep into my throat. He pulled out quickly saying he was going to cum too fast that way. So he began to fuck my big titties. Sliding that hard rod back and fourth between them it wasn’t long into him fucking my titties that he let his big load go all over my face and tits. Leaving a mess for me to clean up with my tongue.


















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