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Have you cleaned off your pecker yet? It’s been a week since the last story and I’m sure you you’re still jerking to one disgusting image after another. So caught up in your own self gratification. Just another Hand Job Phone Sex
Not that you cared, or maybe you do. Where was I, oh yes, hmm the sofa. I’m pretty sure all you degenerates only care about the fact that she had pinned down, tongue down my throat, and fingers down my panties.
The best damn fingers of my pathetic life
I could feel her shiny black nails dance across my wet clit in my black panties. Jittering with each pleasure inducing pleasure. Have you ever had a Hand Job Phone Sex so good that your only reaction is just fuck. Fuck this is good, fuck this is the best damn fingers of my pathetic life.
Her fingers turned there delicate work inside my filthy flower. Lips sucked on my hard nipples pulling my tits into her hot little mouth as my lips parted in a breathless scream.
Can’t keep your hands out of your pants
My gasp short and raspy as the fingers arched up into swelling inside. Pushing into the plush I could feel my climax cumming. Flaying out I felt another hand grab mine. In my haze yet another player wanted to join the fun.
She glared at me with reckless damnation. Her desire to dominate the me was clear. With the other woman’s fingers still deep, inside she reached for the flail. As my climax finally kicked she raised her arm above me to strike.
And there you go again. You, filthy animals can’t keep your hands out of your pants for one second. I’ve created creatures that have better self control than you. Guess we’ll finish some other time. Happy strokes anyway.