You and I both know that it’s Dirty Phone Sex on your mind tonight. The ball might be dropping, but so are yours from being so heavy and swollen with cum. Crawl to my feet, and clean my boots with your tongue. Maybe I won’t edge you tonight, maybe I’ll shoot you off like a little fucking firework and show you who’s got the fire power around here big boy. lay down so I can ascend and sit on my throne, aka your face. It’s going to get filthy in here this year as I slowly edge your cock all while grinding my dripping wet cunt into your face. I know you won’t be able to last too long; I feel too fucking good.