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Fantasy Phone Sex Gone Bad!

He pulled my skirt up, bent me over my desk, and slit right into me. I was already wet from my last session; I hadn’t expected to have him barge into my office as soon as the door was open. Then, manhandling me, it was all so sudden and surprising that I was full of cock before I fully understood. He pounded into me so hard that the desk cut patterns into my thighs, bruising me. He grabbed my hair, pulling back hard, and that’s when reality hit. I reached back and clawed his face, dragging my nails down either side. He slammed my head down hard onto my desk, dazing me. He flipped me, then, further tilting my world, as he lifted my legs high in a wide “v”. He pounded even harder into me, brutalizing my already tender cunt. When he finally finished, he finished inside of me, hard and deep. I felt it flood my cunt, even as I lay there trying to catch my bearings. He walked away after cleaning up on my skirt, and I heard the door slam shut behind him. I heard my next client knock on the door, but I couldn’t have responded if I had wanted to.Fantasy phone sex


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