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ebony phone sexEbony girlfriend experience phone sex is all about treating your man like a king. Need to feel like royalty??? My pussy throbs with excitement as I hear the key turn into the lock. My king is home. I toss away my apron to reveal a sexy red teddy. I am ready to pamper, treat and massage your cock.  I know you worked hard all day and deserve the royal treatment. I see you smile as you smell the aroma of your favorite food cooking and me scantily clad dripping for your dick. My heels click across the floor as I quickly run to you and remove your coat. I then tell you to sit down so I can remove your shoes. I kiss you gently on your temple before my knees touch the floor. I see by the look on your face you need a some tdc (tender dick care). I can see the bulge in your pants grows as my tits are barely concealed by my teddy. Baby, do you want to eat first, or do you need me to relax you?” You smile and say “Babes, I want both.” I quickly get off my knees and fix your plate. I lay out a tv tray in front of you with your favorite meal and a beer. I leave enough space so I could wedge my fat ass in front of you to take care of your dripping shaft. Before I get comfortable, I flip on Espn. You open your legs as I undo your belt buckle and release your cock from its cage. I know you so badly want to be in my mouth. I open wide and begin to devour you. You are so tasty baby. I here you release a satisfying breath. I catch a rhythm. And bob my head up and down your dick. “Fuck!” escapes your lips as I feel your cock tense. I take my right hand and cup your balls. They are so heavy with cum and I can’t wait for you to fill my belly. I take a break from your shaft and place those weighted balls in my mouth. I pump your stick with my hand as my tongue flicks from right to left.  You quiver in my hand as your balls melt in my mouth. I quickly slide your rod back into my sloppy wet mouth.  “Babes, I’m cumming.” I begin to milk you faster. I feel you pulsate in the back of my throat. “FUCK!” Your breath is heavy as you shoot your thick cream into my throat. I swallow it all. I see your shoulders ease and you’re not as tense. You raise my face with your hand and say, “Thank you babes.” I look at you and reply “Anything for my king.”

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