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Princess Phone SexI can’t stop thinking about him, about how good it would feel to have him right here, burying himself deep inside my pussy while I whimper and grind against him. My fingers wander over myself, slick and hot, imagining every inch of him inside me, and I shiver, knowing I’m dripping like the Princess Phone Sex fantasy I teased him with last night. God, I love being spoiled, loved, wanted… I can feel my walls clenching just thinking about it.

The thought of my neighbor watching me from across the yard makes me gasp. I imagine him barging in without knocking, taking control, and I melt into him, moaning his name, desperate and greedy for every inch. I love how spoiled I am, how I can tease, tempt, and play with them until they’re shaking, begging, and I’m still dripping, still needing more.

I roll onto my back, legs spread, imagining his hands everywhere… on my hips, my tits, my dripping pussy. My lips part as I picture him groaning, losing control, and I let out a soft moan, thinking about how much I love this… how naughty it feels to be their rich little nigger slut, to have them fight over me without even asking. Every curve of me wants him, and I know he can’t resist.

My silk robe slips to the floor, and I can feel my juices coating my fingers as I tease myself, imagining the taste of him, the weight of him inside me. I laugh softly, knowing he’d lose it if he could see me now, completely undone, my body begging for him, my pussy trembling, dripping, craving every touch, every groan.

I can’t help it… I’m desperate for him. I whisper his name into the empty room, imagining how good it would feel if he was here, pounding me, taking what he wants, leaving me gasping, shivering, coated in his release while I beg for more. I love that I can play this spoiled game, that I get exactly what I crave, and still leave them wanting more.

Even thinking about tomorrow makes me wet again, thinking about him, his hands, the way he’d make me moan, the way I’d beg, the way I’d ride him until I’m trembling. Being rich, naughty, and completely spoiled has its perks, and I know I’ll take every single one, every greedy, dripping desire, every wicked little fantasy.

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