Filthy Fantasy Taboo phone sex: A Degraded Whore’s Tale

 Taboo phone sexYou’re in for a real treat, you lucky fucker. You know that feeling when you’re so wet, your panties could wring out a full load? Yeah, that’s me right now. I’ve been thinking about your fat cock all day, dreaming of the ways I’d humiliate myself for it. You’ll find me bent over, wetter than a sea slug, and ready for your invasion. No fancy preliminaries— I’m a straight-up slut, and I’m proud. My mouth is watering at the thought of your pole. I’ll lube it up good with my spit and give you a blowie that’ll make your toes curl. Then me, climbing atop your LAP, impaling myself on your giant rod. I’m not gentle— bucking and grinding, making sure your cock hits every sensitive spot. You’ll hear my grunts and moans, a symphony of our debauchery. My hair’s a mess, my breath is ragged, and my eyes are rolling back as the pleasure hits hard. The sloppier it gets, the more I moan, begging you not to stop. I’m a mess, but I love it. Make me your filthiest fantasy. Fulfill my deepest desires, you nasty fuck.

 

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