I was a young whore, and I knew it. Daddy paid my tuition, and in return, I gave him the hottest phone sex he’d ever heard. But sometimes, I craved more—real cock, filling me up, making me scream.
He was the lucky bastard that got to be my toy tonight. “Jack off for me,” I purred into the phone, fingers sliding between my legs. I could hear him, his heavy breathing, the slap of his hand against his shaft. “I want to hear you squirt all over.” His moans made my cunt throb, the wet sound of my fingers in my pussy almost as loud as my dirty talk.
I came with him, my body shaking, juices dripping down my thighs. “That’s it, baby,” I cooed. “Give me all that cum.” He groaned, his orgasm spilling through the line, and I smiled, feeling my own orgasm wash over me. “Nasty phone sex makes my cunt creamy,” I whispered, my voice husky with satisfaction.
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