One afternoon, the start of Daddy phone sex was when I burst into the house after school. The thing is, I was excited, and I ran into his bedroom without knocking. Ultimately, we were both stunned. So, there he sits on the edge of his bed. With pants around his ankles, he furiously pumped up and down his stiff cock.
First, his eyes widen in shock as I smirk. Simultaneously, cross my arms under my perky tits, while letting my short skirt ride up to flash my bare pussy.
The with laughter “Caught jacking off again, daddy? Pathetic,” I taunt, stepping closer while he scrambles to cover up. But I kick his hand away, grabbing his throbbing shaft myself.
First, I squeeze hard, making him gasp and leak precum over my fingers. Then I stroke him slowly, teasing the sensitive head with my thumb.
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Next, I push him back onto the mattress, straddling his chest so my wet slit hovers inches from his face. “From now on, you’re my bitch, daddy. You’ll lick my cunt whenever I snap my fingers,” I demand.
Then I grind down until his tongue darts out, and starts to lap eagerly at my swollen clit. Next, he moans into my pussy, sucking my clit like a starving man. All while I ride his mouth, smearing my juices across his cheeks and chin.
After that, I slide down his body, impaling myself on his rock-hard dick, bouncing roughly as his balls slap against my ass.
Meanwhile, I lean in close, whispering hotly in his ear, “And you’ll be my personal piggy bank too. Dirty Phone Sex is about making men weaker.
Hand over your credit card—now.” He fumbles for his wallet on the nightstand, passing it over without protest. So I reward him by clenching my tight pussy around his cock, milking him toward the edge.
Subsequently, I slow my hips, edging him mercilessly, denying his release until he begs. Ultimately, promising unlimited shopping sprees for his bratty girl.
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