Aunty Bianca

So the first thing you need to understand is that I am in charge. The second thing you need to understand is that I can be very mean, very cruel, very evil bitch if you push me. The most important thing you need to know is that whether you get the nurturing dominant Bianca or the bitchy dominant Bianca is completely dependent on your behavior.

Boys tend to find that they like the nurturing side of me more. They tend to find that I am open-minded enough that they can share some of their deepest darkest fantasies with me. They can admit, confess even, about those times that they masturbated as little boys after catching a peek of their mother, their aunt, or their older sister taking a shower or changing her clothes. They can admit how they spied on the cougar next door and jerked off outside her window hoping to god that one day they might just get to see her having sex with someone or playing with herself. All those older women in your life that you fantasized about taking control of you and making you do things that you could never admit you really wanted to do, that’s the role I step into and from there, well, let’s just say I excel and making phone sex fantasies seem like realities.

Hell, I’ve even been known to make some of those “bad boy” that want to push things to the point that you have to slap the hell out of them, make them scream and humiliate them, cry like babbling little babies. That’s right poppet I can be so mean I can reduce you to tears, but as I said before, if you see that side of me, it’s because you made me do it.  If you get abused it’s your own fault, your behavior demanded it.

I’m thirty three years old, and I am definitely one of those MILFs ( Mom I’d Like to Fuck ) types. I am fully aware that in just a few more years all of my son’s friends are going to be sweating in their beds, jerking off into wads of tissues while they imagine that perfect rack of mine, because let’s face it, when it came to tits, I came out at the top of the gene pool.

So that’s me in a nutshell and at this point you have far more information about me than I have about you. It’s time for you to fix that my dear. Pick up the phone, dial the digits and tell me a bit about you and your dirty little fantasies. I’m waiting right by the phone for you.