I knew as soon as he walked into my office that I wanted him. He came to me because he was addicted to phone sex. He couldn’t help himself. He called every night to hear her sexy voice. She took him to places that no one else seemed to be able to. As soon as he heard her sultry voice on the other end of the phone his dick would get so hard that it hurt. She puled him into her world of fetish and fantasy with ease, weaving tales of hot and steamy sex. I suggested that he meet me back at my office that night and call her with me there on speaker phone. Reluctantly he agreed and was right on time. As soon as the call connected and I heard her silky voice, my pussy responded just as his dick did. He couldn’t help himself and he began to rub his cock through his trousers. I walked around my desk and undid his pants taking his huge and throbbing cock out and into my mouth. His breath caught in his throat and he moaned with pleasure. Lifting my skirt I pulled his hand down to my wet pussy. As the operator brought us both to the breaking point we came together, hard. I didn’t want the call to end. I enjoyed it as much as he did and could see why she had a hold on him. This was going to be a tough case.
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Sensual Phone Sex Anabelle
When I caught the plane to come and see you I never realized how busy your life was. You stood there looking at me with those brown eyes and telling me how much you were looking forward to seeing me. I was happy to be met by your warm embrace and see the imprint of your hands that had touched my soul so long ago. Your heart was close to mine and caressed my inner spirit every time we talked on the phone. You enjoyed video games so I tried my best in my career to please you with the new avatars I created. One late night over a phone sex, conversation you told me that you wanted to bend me over and shove that stuffing of your pecker right deep in my hole. You wanted me to have the nectar, cream down your leg and then taste it from your finger-tips it was the most glorious thing in the world.
I was happy to oblige you and I wanted every bit of you in my tiny little muffin ass hole. I wanted that link stuffed sausage, way deep inside me giving me a new life from within. It was all so crazy the moment the timing were just making me wild about you. I was thinking of that when I came home today and turned the key that the phone would ring .You would be at the other end and I would say “Hello this is Annabelle I have been waiting for your call.” I love being your gfe girlfriend and practicing my lips to kiss and suck every bit of your body. The rest is for you just waiting at the other end.
Greg cums home!
Today was a typical day. My sugar daddy had been away on business for a while so I spent the day laying by the pool.
I normally take my bikini off after the help goes home. I love the feel of the hot sun on my lubed up skin and the soft breeze tickling my nipples.
I was laying there by the pool when Greg had got home early…with presents!
He helped me up and stood behind me kissing the side of my neck and slide a beautiful strand of pearls around my neck, the cool beads felt so good rolling over my breasts.
I could tell he was enjoying the moment to as I felt his cock start to swell behind me.
I wanted to show him how thankful I was so I dropped to my knees and slowly unzipped his pants.
I could tell by the smile on his face that he knew what he was in for. I love sucking his cock!
I am pretty sure that is the only reason he lets me stay there.
My Yearly Dose o’ the Irish
You don’t really need an excuse to go out drinking on St. Paddy’s Day. After all, as they say in that fantastic movie The Boondock Saints, “It’s St. Paddy’s Day! Everyone’s Irish tonight!” Well, I’m not really Irish, but I wanted to make sure that before I went out drinking, I had a little Irish in me.
So I invited a couple of the neighborhood boys, good Irish lads, over for some pre-Paddy’s drinks.
Oh, sure, we had some good Irish whiskey to start things off, but soon I was wanting to taste something else. I told them that I feared the “Irish Inch”, and that I wanted to make sure they had something nice and big for me to feast upon. Both of them proudly whipped out their cocks, and there was nothing for it but I had to measure them, both in girth and length, using only my mouth as the gauge. I swallowed first one, then the other, seeing which one was longer, and which one was stouter. It was a close call, but after much sampling, much measuring, and much tasting, I declared that Ryan was a little bit longer, and Sean was a little bit thicker.
At that point, I told them how I needed to make sure that I had to have some Irish in me so that I could go out drinking tomorrow night. Since Sean was thicker, I asked that he be the first one to plow into me from behind so I could work on deeply sucking Ryan’s longer cock. The boys seemed to enjoy that for a while, and I certainly did, but eventually I had them change positions.
After switching it up a bit, we settled so that I had Ryan fucking my ass and Sean pounding my pussy. I came so hard that I squirted all over everything, soaking them and the sofa we were on. Eventually, they pulled out and came all over my mouth and tits. So I got my dose of Irish for the year from my two big Leprechauns, and I’m all set to go drinking tomorrow!