It is definitely time to have a best phone sex blog about our men and women in blue! The cops are for sure the ones we need to treat with the up most respect, and the hottest blow jobs money can buy! Oh yes since it is National Police Month I donate my time and tongue to thanking those who put themselves in harms way so I can make an honest living and not get my ass beat, robbed, or exploited! I am a hard working girl in my town, and the boys in blue sure know how to take care of little old me! The cops are pretty pent up sexually. All that stress and adrenaline flows from their cocks to the rest of their bodies! I love getting a great gang bang going with all of them! Cocks and handcuffs are the perfect pair! Not to mention what magic they do with their nightsticks! Oh yea! Give them an extra amount of respect and your cunt! Thank you for all that you do!
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Messy Sex is the Best Phone Sex
Do you enjoy food play? When I was married, my husband always wanted to bring food in the bedroom, but I was too much of a neat freak. I have lost my inhibitions with age. I love messy sex now. I have this much younger fuck buddy, who loves to get creative in the bedroom. We use food all the time. This weekend things got super messy when we experimented with melted chocolate. I melted a few Hershey’s bars over the stove, grabbed some fruit and we got down and dirty, really dirty, well really sticky.
I drizzled hot chocolate all over his body. Watched as it ran over his chiseled abs. The chocolate followed the lines of his muscles. I tried to restrain myself, cover his entire body in chocolate, but I was licking it up faster than I could pour it. Chocolate covered strawberries can’t hold a candle to chocolate covered cock. My face was covered in dark sweet chocolate after I devoured his candy coated cock.
Of course, he had to douse me in the gooey mess too. We were rolling around on my bed covered in sticky chocolate, finger painting each other’s bodies with it. Melted chocolate is a nice lube. We fucked in it, turned my bed into Willy Wonka’s chocolate sex factory. He dipped strawberries and cherries in my cunt, then took a bite, then fed me. I even licked chocolate out of his ass crack. I wanted him to cum on my belly so I could see his white creamy cum blend in with the melted chocolate, creating a whole new gooey concoction. I played in his candy, mixed it in with the chocolate, licked it all off my fingers. Looking at myself covered in chocolate, made me so hot. Hard to believe I once was so rigid I wouldn’t let myself get messy.
Tease and Denial Phone Sex Make You Drip
I consider myself to be fairly generous to some of the older guys that I randomly run into in public. I feel like because they get a peek it should last them years. I mean come on, if a shaved wet pussy peeked out from under a skirt when you looked its way it would not be something you were willing to forget easily. I was testing out this adorable chair in the back corner of one of those interior decorating places. The chair was tucked away in a corner somewhere and had since been forgotten about. Then I noticed Mr. Grey Fox staring at me from a reflection in a mirror. I pretended like I did not see him. I decided there was going to be a little bit of tease and denial phone sex fun going on here. I sat back in the chair and began to rub my tits just a little bit. Once I realized his eyes were on me and stuck there I lifted it showing off my perky tits. I pulled up my sexy legs and began to rub my clit over my panties. Pulling them to the side I inserted my fingers in me. His eyes were wind on me. He adjusted the waist band on his pants some. I slowly slipped my panties down my legs and continued to play with myself. He took a step forward to have him wife stand between us facing him. He jolted back into reality. She turned around to catch a glimpse of what he was staring at but I had darted down behind a dresser already. I covered my mouth so that I would not laugh too hard and giggled through my fingers. After they left I put myself back together and went to leave. The nerdy guy behind the counter told me to come again with his voice cracking. I knew he got a peek at my sweet pussy. I flipped my hair and gave him a tiny wave with the tips of my fingers. Silly boy.
Phone Chat lines Substitute Play Toy
Phone chat lines were blazing with the word that Divina is looking for a fuck substitution .If the pastor wanted to rant some more he had better fucking start having a conversation with my husband. He was just as boring fucking me, as the day I married his sorry ass. I needed to get fucked in my ass and royally. I had fetishes that he couldn’t get through his thick skull. That’s why I came to you so you could handle your shit. You knew what to do to make me cum and it was about fucking time a bitch got a tampon pulled out of her ass! Now some of the fetishes I would have to admit I had never tried but I was sure in our conversations that we would be doing it really soon.
I loved to fucking watch you masturbate all over my pussy and I loved when you smelled my panties. There was nothing I would never try with you because I was your black ebony sundae. Don’t forget that sweet cherry cream sauce that you just loved licking off your lips. Now nine times out of ten fucking a black girl was not your cup of tea but if you ever tried a chocolate swirl who loved fetishes as much as I did I am sure you would never stop! Now that I have got your curiosity peaked I got to get back to this fucking stupid ass bitch I married but I will tell you my phone is always near waiting for you!
Sensual Phone sex with a slut
Sensual Phone sex with me is taking you to the zone of the forbidden. When I fuck you I come to tears. Your body responds to mine with an ever glow of power I didn’t know existed. I was thinking about all our conversations and how much I enjoy playing with my clit when you call. I would have to say some of the most enjoyable conversations with you are when you don’t talk at all and I can listen to the sound of your breathing. Remember I am teaching you the art of tantra and you learning that relaxation is not such a bad thing. You are the heart of my soul now and I would say with every date we have I closer to your presence. You love for me to swallow your cum and taste your asshole and that is ok. Your pleasure is my main concern. My accent of pleasure is the greatest gift you said.
We had this dream that we would fly to Thailand and fuck under the moonlight river and I know now that will come true. Your hands provide a glow of our future and our conversations take flight in everything we say together. We can even discuss the best basketball games the night before and I would have to say with each passing conversation we get closer to the kinkiest shit I have ever talked about. I want to tell you everything and you do the same and I would say our romantic interludes will last until our next conversation. Well the phone is ringing and I am smiling I wonder what delights you hold in store for me today?