We hadn’t seen each other since we graduated college and our dirty wrestling days. When we got together again, though, it was just like old times. We laughed and recalled so many fond memories. Our fondest of all was the times we’d wrestled with each other. When he looked at me and asked if I wanted to have a go-around with him for old times’ sake, I immediately agreed. So, we set up the mats and stripped them down to our underwear. I could already see his cock tenting underneath his boxer shorts. He still found me sexy and wanted this as much as I did. I wondered if he already knew just how wet my panties were getting with each passing second.
Fetish phone sex? Yes, please.
