I’m Egypt, and my kink knows no bounds—phone sex is my fix, but only the degrading kind. And boy, do I have a wild tale for you filthy motherfuckers.
I was his for the taking, a mere toy for his sadistic pleasures. He knew how to hit my G-spot—of humiliation, that is.
He sneaked up on me, catching me off guard and tying my hands together. My pussy was already dripping with anticipation—I’m such a fucking freak.
He dragged me to the bedroom, my heart racing with excitement. The motherfucker had a glint in his eye—a sign of the vicious fun about to unfold.
He bound me tight, leaving me helpless as fuck. My body was his canvas, and he was the master artist of domination.
He spanked me hard, leaving red handprints on my ass. I moaned in delight, my cunt aching for his cock—the phone pressed tightly to my ear.
Then, the cock Teasing began. He wielded that massive shaft like a weapon, taunting me with it—rubbing it on my lips, my tongue begging for a taste.
But he wasn’t done playing. The motherfucker wanted to hurt me, make me beg for release. So he fucked my face, ramming his rod down my throat.
I gagged, but the tears of joy streamed down my cheeks. This was my fucking paradise—rough, degrading, and utterly humiliating.
He fucked me senseless, treating me like a cheap cum dump. And I loved every goddamn minute of it. My body was on fire, the pleasure overwhelming.
Then, with a wicked grin, he came—shooting his load wherever the fuck he pleased. And I was left tied up, a mess of cum and tears—just how I liked it.
Another kinky episode, successfully fucked and degraded. Now who’s the phone sex queen, eh?
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