Cabin Fever: Granny Phone Sex Salvation

         As fall is setting in, I find that I am experiencing vaginal cabin fever. My forbidden garden has undergone a period of rest which is simply criminal-- it is in terrible need of an awakening. Cum tickle my phone sex fetish with your fantasies. I am in desperate need of a few good men. My restlessness has led me to some inventive measures and I would love to replace my utensils with a hard throbbing cock....

         When my old pussy starts aching for attention, I reach out for anything I can find. Just the other day, my craving became so overwhelming that I resorted to masturbating with a turkey baster... I slid it in and out of my wet pussy until I witnessed it slowly filling with my nectar...I was so turned on, I could have screamed. During my abusive masturbatory session, I envisioned I was receiving phone sex requests to over-gratify myself. The voice told me to increase my pleasure by using an additional item in my welcoming tight ass. I immediately went for the handle on my rolling pin....

       Although a bit tricky at first, I punished both of my holes with phallic shaped kitchen utensils. At one point it became so exciting that I slipped to the floor on all fours and sent my body into a violent series of tremors with the rhythmic motion inside both of my moistened holes. After collapsing from overstimulation, soaking wet with pleasure, I heard an angelic ring as one of my phone sex boys called in to whisper his desires....

      I was quivering from ecstasy when I answered and he proceeded to tell me his dirtiest fantasies. This sent my body into a second whirlwind as he described how he wanted to worship me with his tongue... Already into position, I gyrated my body with his every word, imagining that sweet young tongue stabbing my tight loving anus. By the time he phone sexed every orifice and crevice of my body, I was trembling from head to toe.

    With cum-soaked inner thighs and a dripping hot pussy, I needed more... That's where you cum in... Can you satisfy my need? Fuck me with your words and in return, I will send orgasmic tremors through your hard cock as you cum on command... Phone sex is the only cure for what ails me, give me what I want and you'll never regret it.....

Insanely Horny,

Francine

Hot Granny Phone Sex Confessor: Your Secrets are My Pleasure

    Phone sex confessions are an arousing outlet for reminiscing over youthful fantasies, reenacting the past, or simply turning one another on with tales of seduction and forbidden lust. What is a secret? Something not meant to be known or seen by others.....until now. I am craving all of your dirtiest secrets, I want to fill my orifices with your words... let me be your sultry phone sex confessor.

    At first it was just one here or there; someone confiding in me that I bore a resemblance to a part of their past. I squirmed with delight as my first phone sex confession turned into a reenactment of a tawdry affair between a young man and his college professor. As we got deeper into his secret, I squirmed around like the naughty professor I had become. He projected his desires onto me and in return we were able to relive a moment that burned in his mind for years...

   Soon after, I became addicted to not only hearing secrets but revealing a few of my own. Discovering there was a mutually shared excitement during a phone sex admission, it became sexually gratifying for me and I think you will soon agree... Whether I remind you of a teacher, the mature beauty next door, or that older woman who seduced you in the past... no secret is too big, no fantasy too dirty...

   My phone sex confessional is open, as is my body, and mind... let's recreate or build a new fantasy together. I am already hot just thinking about it and am ready to reveal some of my darkest secrets in exchange for yours. What turns this older woman on?.... Everything.
   
~Kisses and Cookies~
        Francine