I layed out an endless valley of green, readying myself for sugar daddy phone sex. It was so much money that my eyes blurred as I stared at it all. I’d gained so much since my oh so humble beginnings, and my older husband was entirely responsible. It had been my first time really seeing so much cash in one place, and it had made me wetter than the private pool we had in the backyard. I’d already fucked him in that though, fucked him on the kitchen table, I’d even fucked him in our marital bed which was kinda awkward but excitingly new as a concept. So dirty, fucking him hard and long where we slept… That’s some dirty phone talk.
Today she was going to fuck on a pile of money. She wanted to just roll around in so much green she’d stop having fantasies involving it because it became so normal. She’d surely get it dirty, but that was the beauty of the gimmick. Her husband wouldn’t care, he had so much he’d happily pump her full of cum and pull out to let the massive load explode all over his precious cash. She was that meaningful to him, and he, well he didn’t mean nothing to her. She actually did like him, still does even to this day, but back then she was eager to have lots of fun with his cock while it was still new and fresh. Fucking on a pile of money was just a great idea, and it was going to happen soon. “There.” She said to herself as she set down the last layer of cash and started stripping, showing off her big ass and graceful curves. “Time to call him in and get wrecking this black ass.” I was ready for some serious domination phone sex. I’d set the stage and it was time to call in the fun.