Fuck, I couldn’t stop thinking about you and your thick cock after our last meet-up. I could still taste your sweet cum on my tongue, and my tits still had the stains to prove it. The memory of your throbbing dick in my mouth made me so wet, I almost crashed my car on the way home. I needed more of your apple sauce, that’s for damn sure.
When you told me your wife was leaving town, I knew we’d have a fucking good time. I raced to your place, my pussy throbbing with anticipation. I wanted to cast a spell on your cock, make it obey my every command. Hell, I could make you cum with just my voice, you pathetic bastard. Sensual phone sex? I’ll give you a sensual experience you won’t forget. I could hear your desperate grunts over the phone, imagining you touching yourself, wanting me. As I arrived, I was already soaked, ready to tear your clothes off. And when we finally kissed, it was like fucking animal magnetism.
You doubted the power of my voice, huh? Well, get ready for a lesson in pleasure, you filthy stud. I’ll make you cum so hard, you’ll be begging for more. My pussy is ready, and my voice is just the beginning of this cum-soaked adventure.