Dirty phone talk, and by talk I mean my face stuffed with cock

Dirty phone talkAfter an odd scare at a recent party I was hesitant to drink random drinks and give dirty phone talk despite just how many were being offered to me. I say hesitant, not that I didn’t take them. Drinking up until I was hammered and barely able to walk let alone move with any sort of consistency or focus. I’m not completely sure how I ended up face first in someone’s lap, but I assume it involved tripping over someone. “Woah!” I heard him shout, but at that point I was already too lost to give a fuck. Sucking his cock down – after slipping it out of course – and pumping my head so I could enjoy all the rich cream he no doubt had stored for me. I’m a cum slut, I know that, I enjoy it on my tongue, in my throat, filling my cheeks and even covering my ass. Speaking of which, someone was definitely using my tush to get off. Their hard cock was between my cheeks, and before I knew it I was rocking my hips to help them achieve what they clearly wanted. I’m not a prude by any means, I like being taken a little advantage of, but in the same vein I enjoy milking a man when he’s not ready for me.

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