I see you stiff in the doorway, muscles tight, eyes glued to me. I love being your favorite Phone Sex Therapist, and I can feel your need already, pulsing, impossible to hide your lustful desires.
Your chest rises, lips part slightly, and I step closer, letting my hips sway, letting every inch of me claim your attention. “Relax,” I whisper, voice low and dripping, “I can feel every filthy thought you’ve been holding back.” You lean forward, desperate, and I grin at how easy it is to make you ache without touching you.
I circle you, letting my fingers brush your shoulders, teasing, claiming, making sure every glance you give me is loaded. “What seems to be the problem today?” I ask in my slutty tone. “Mila you know why I’m here, now drain my balls like you regularly do baby” He says slowly begging. Your eyes follow me, dark, wide, hungry, and I can see your mind racing, imagining every suggestion I haven’t even said yet.
I sank onto the couch, legs angled just enough, letting the tension coil tight. “You’ve been craving this,” I whisper low while gripping your balls hard, to hopefully milk you dry. “Right there keep bouncing on my dick the way you do Mila. My wife can’t do nearly half the things you do baby” You shout loudly while begging me not to stop riding your cock. Your legs start moving very fast as you try to hold back your cum, but can’t seem to hold it in anymore.
“Fuck I came in you again, guess I’ll buy you another plan b” you say aggressively. I lean in, letting my nails lightly graze your arm, letting my laugh slip soft and teasing. “Is my pussy too good for you baby?” I tease miraculously, while slowly grinning at how amazing I put it down on you this evening. “Mila you know my wife can’t compete with you” You say while kissing my neck gently.
Your body reacts, every inch craving, every look begging, every thought collapsing into one desperate ache. I smile, knowing you’re mine in mind and body, already thinking of the next time, already aching, already losing control in ways you don’t even admit.
I step back, letting you soak in it, letting the tension thrum in your veins, leaving you hot, restless, addicted, thinking of me, trembling, counting the seconds until I’m back, teasing, owning, and driving you wild again.
I hover, just close enough, letting my energy take over. You’re flush, twitching, completely caught in me. “I’ll see you soon for our next session ok? You say while putting on your pants. I see every pulse, every gasp, every shiver, and it makes me smile wickedly. “See you next time baby” I wave to you goodbye, while slowly closing my door, as my pussy juices leak on the floor.



















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