Sometimes working for a Phone sex site means sucking on his neck, riding hard, gripping him with a fierce hunger and drinking of his generous cock while beginning to ride. In this case, he kneaded my ass like a toy. I let him play with my cheeks like puddy while clogging my drain with cock. He doesn’t say anything, too enamored with my insides, pleasuring us both by mixing me up and letting me lose my mind on his fucktoy. I couldn’t dream of a better way to spend all this damn waiting time before the night ended and my new day began, and I find I love cock a lot so, that works out. “Haah, fuck! Fuck me!” My Phone sex sites headline training came right out and I cried out, unable to control myself, unable to stop the ceaseless movement of my hips, the greedy devouring of his dick, and the ferocious flow that threatened to consume us both with need and angular fuckery. I couldn’t stop myself from getting more aggressive, pumping harder, faster, pummeling my insides and taking it all in. I love riding, I love being on top, there’s something primal and satisfying about topping a man who’s big dick gives him all the confidence in the world. It’s not really an ego thing, though I could see why one might mistake that. It’s something dreams are made of, and I don’t want to wake up anytime soon if I can help it. There’s a sort of subtle sensual overflow that happens when two people click just right, their moans are intertwined, their motions become intermingled, and every breath is spent in the effort of making things better. On the other hand, a lack of clicking can be fun too. A discordian lack of rhythm is chaotic, and overwhelmingly fitting to Sensual fantasies in its own way. I don’t really have a big preference, when it comes to men, I just want to fuck.
Shanice
Call Shanice: (855) 733-5746 ext 4113
Visit Shanice's Phone Sex Profile
Read Shanice 's Phone Sex Blog
