Adult phone chat with a sexy teen can include anything. Especially, when that hot teen slut is a total whore like me, who has no limits. Last night I got pretty wasted at a concert. I wanted to get back stage to see Mick Jagger. I know, he is as old as my grandpa, but he’s still sexy and like rock royalty. I figured looking as hot as I do, it would be no problem. I have seen pictures of groupies and very few are as hot as me. This huge ass security dude was not wanting anything I had. I stood their stripping in front of him. I even offered to blow him. I just got some nonsense about Mr. Jagger being reformed. Bullshit. No way an aging rocker was passing up free teen twat.
I changed up my game plan. I took some sexy selfies and sent them to his Facebook messenger saying that I was trying to get backstage. I figured his social media director would see it and let me back. Mr. Jagger came out personally. Scolded his security guard for being rude. I couldn’t believe it worked so easily, but he would have been a fool to pass up my hot pussy. He may be my grandpa’s age, but damn if he didn’t have a rock hard huge cock. It hurt to fuck him, but it was a hurts so good pain. We fucked for a good hour before he had to hit the road for his next concert show. He told me I could make a dead man cum, then kissed me goodbye. I left with rock star spunk in my panties. Some chick spotted me, saw I was walking odd and knew what was up. She offered me $500 for my dirty panties. Fuck yeah. I got to fuck a rock star and make party money. Best concert ever.
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I had been such a bad cum slut whore this week. My no limits phone sex perverts love when I am a blasphemous whore. And this week, I cannot think of a time when the confessional was needed as badly as it was. I had been with my fair share of men this week, and only for the sexual gratification of my pussy. It was time to have my meeting with our new priest. I waited patiently while each nun told of their sins to this priest, and all I could think about was that my pussy was still very hungry. It ached and was so wet. I needed relief, so even as I waited I pushed my hand under my ass and quickly gratified myself. I thought to myself how much I wanted this man to smell my dirty blasphemous cunt. When it was my time, I knelt and spoke of my desire to confess. He nodded and I continued to speak. I told him of the men who I had relations with. The man who jacked his cock into my mouth and filled it with his seed. How I sucked him after his liquid ran dry. I 
spoke of the man who licked and sucked my pussy while I sat on his face and stroked his very hard cock. And then bent over and let him enter my snatch and pump his dick in and out, till I climaxed very hard. After recounting just a few of the things I had done, I noticed the breathing from this priest increase greatly. He was moaning, and I noticed his hand moving quickly. I picked up the pace then as I rubbed my sinful sex slowly, telling the father of how I rubbed my clit as hot loads of cum was shot inside. This was his trigger and he sure did shoot gobs of thick semen all over the confessional. Dripping down the walls and all over the father’s black robes. I joined him on his side and told him the biggest sin was the spilling of his precious seed, and I would help him remove his sin. He pushed his fingers in my ass and I sucked the rest of his cum, and very soon he was pushing his cock inside of me until he released much more. 
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