Many men love the idea of being controlled and humiliated by a coed phone sex gal. For real, just look on the internet. Seriously google coed humiliation of perverts. Or anything along those lines.
Presently, as an example, like just the other afternoon I was out jogging. Nearby, I come upon this guy that seemed to be hanging out in the bushes. Notably with his wittle bitty pee pee out. Obviously, it seems he gets his jollies off watching all the coeds jogging the path.
To start, I approached him I took my cell phone out and snapped a picture. I laughed as I continued to jog past him then. He was so fucking scared and tried calling after me.
Then I stopped and let that little piggy catch up. He huffed and he puffed and he would never be the big bad wolf, or managed to blow anything down. ha ha ha. I laughed at him.
And now get this! He got excited. I could see it. I told him it would cost him 500.00 for me to not submit this picture to the local rag. Which in turn would become news and he would be flashed all over town as being a flasher pervert.
Obviously, I got what I wanted. But he needed more. Seems he had some money and had a thing for humiliation. And this is why Coed phone sex is so damned fun.