As a phone sex therapist, I try hard to remain objective about all of my clients. However, she was far too much of a temptation, and I couldn’t help myself.
As she laid down on my couch for our second session in her skin-tight skirt and camisole blouse, her nipples barely covered, my mouth dried up even as my cunt started to drool. Then, she wiggled her body, claiming that she couldn’t get comfortable. Watching those breasts jiggle around and that skirt ride up did me in. I all but dove on top of her, kissing, groping, fondling, and slowly undressing her. Her hands were on my own body in an instant, and I ground my hips against her. My fingers found her pussy, and it was as sloppy wet as my own. She whispered in my ear just then that she’d wanted me from the moment she first saw me. Then, I felt her own fingers slide over my clit and up inside of me. My breath caught in my throat, and my heart raced. It was such a sensual, erotic experience, her tenderness and the way she touched each of my g-spots with almost no effort. I spun around, and I straddled her face while diving face-first into her pussy. She tasted of honey and salt and arousal. I could have stayed there all day, drinking of that sweet nectar. However, her thrusts got more insistent, as did my own, the more we tasted of each other. I finally slid my fingers back inside of her, rubbing her g-spot, and she did the same to me. Within moments, we were writhing out our orgasms together, forcing each other to ride them to completion. It was so intense, and I cannot wait to see her again! 




















What is it with the guys I bring home to fuck? Half of them after we are done fucking like to smell my panties. Last night I brought a dud home from the bar, only because he was buying the drinks so I figured the least I could do was suck his big fat juicy cock stick. It was fucking yummy and his jizz tasted warm and proteinishly awesome. However when I went to go take a shower and got out this sissy boy was sniffing my panties and had a hard on all over again. I walked over to him and grabbed that bulging piece of meat… He fucking went limp. I played with it for a minute, guess he was a sissy bitch after all. He must have been embarrassed I caught him smelling them and playing with my panties. AT that point he could have at least filled and stuffed my holes again. I would of at least let him take the panties home. I think it was just a matter of him wanting to wear my pretty little panties and keep them all for himself.

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