I know a thing or two about taboo phone sex coming from the Southern Bible Belt. Seems like everything is off limits down here. All those thou shalt nots just make me go crazy, in a I-need-to-hump-something kind of way. I mean, everybody is into one freaky thing or another down here they just don’t want to admit it. But hell, I’m not afraid to talk about the dirty things I love to do on a taboo phone sex call. I’d have the whole damn congregation forming an emergency prayer circle if they heard me taking the Lord’s name in vein, but every time I say Fuck God my pussy goes out of control. I wonder why that is? I mean, I think I basically look at the 10 Commandments in my parents’ church and turn them on their head to suit my sexual needs. So hell yeah, I commit adultery all the damn time. What the fuck is god gonna do about that? I fuck black guys, I take wives from husbands and husbands from wives. I get into the really dark freaky shit just because it feels good. Taboo phone sex is probably the most satisfying thing right next to all the filthy shit I do in real life, and you get a front row seat to my depravity.
Now I know I’m not the only one that’s into this stuff. Hell, even Paster James fucks me in the sacristy on any given Sunday. And I know you like it, too. You got those twisted sick-fuck fantasies that you don’t want to admit to anyone. Hell, I don’t blame you. But now you can call me and we can rub or naughty bits while we listen to each other talk about it. Taboo phone sex is so liberating!
So call me up, sugar, and let’s compare our freaky fetishes. Just dial 1-888-662-6482 and ask for Tamra.
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