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I’m not puppet I’m a real whore

phone sex whore

So I was in getting some dick from a guy I met at a bonfire and my phone just wouldn’t stop ringing. He asked me if I needed to get it and I grabbed his legs forcing him into me harder and harder. He said the phone was distracting so I answered it. Well, not everyone I meet knows what this redneck slut does. It was one of my regular callers so I sat down to take the call. He was laying in my bed jacking his dick trying to make it hard again, then he heard my moans from the other room. He stood at my office door just staring at me listening and jerking on his cock more. It was so nice and hard this brat inside of me is now craving his cum and kicking the shit out of me. The call ended and he told me that being a phone sex whore must be where I get my experience from. I knelt down in front of him and sucked him until his dick flowed with cum in my mouth. Wiping my mouth as I stood up I told him no being a whore in real life helps me do my job better.


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