“Hey, I’m glad you made it to play with my kinky phone sex pussy.” I really needed his dick deep inside me right fucking now and that meant the only thing I could do was call him and wait for his approach like a cute animal waiting for its master to arrive home from work. My pussy was soaked and awaiting instruction impatiently. “Sorry, bro, for the sudden booty call, I uh, had a call that made me need it.” He didn’t need anymore explanation. He was already dropping clothes the moment he entered my home. His shoes lost somewhere in a flurry of motion and lewd desires. The feeling in the air was need and the word of the day was dick. I needed it, really needed it, right fucking now. My pussy open to the air, he knelt down and teased me with his lips. His tongue probed deep, his nose digging in while his fingers tweaked my clit and played with my ass. I locked my submissive phone sex legs together around his head and took in the moment with faded and foggy eyes. I expected him to get right to the fucking but I suppose this is why I called him. He always knows how to make me feel better. I couldn’t begin to remember what I was even thinking about before and that’s exactly where I needed to be. His tongue probed so deep, little messages being lost in folds too contrived for anything to arrive but bliss. I was soaked, and he scooped my fluids right up and drank them like a delicious breakfast side. “Oh yes!” I lost control of my voice for a long moment, echoing his name and various lost omens. It didn’t matter, nothing did, except the way he made my aching slit feel in that moment, and how I’d be making him feel when he was done making me see the stars in an entirely new way, and letting out my young voice phone sex habits to do it.
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