The air in my living room was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and anticipation. Sissy Boy Mommy Ebony is back, and today, I’ve brought along a very special guest to help me entertain our favorite high-stakes client, John Maze. My girl Aileen, a gorgeous ginger with skin like cream and a fire in her eyes that matches her hair, settled onto the velvet sofa next to me.
We weren’t just here to talk; we were here to give John the show of a lifetime, featuring my prize possession: my sis year old bbc son, built like a pro athlete. “Ebony, honey,” Aileen whispered, her voice dripping with that horny mommy energy she’s famous for. “I’ve been staring at that boy of yours since I walked in. Those shoulders, that height… I don’t think I can keep my hands off him much longer.”
She ran a hand through her red curls, her green eyes locked on John, who was already breathless just watching us interact. I leaned back, flashing a wicked smile that let everyone know who was in charge of this house. My son stood there, tall and stoic, the perfect specimen of a young Black man. I’ve raised him to be respectful, but today, his only job was to be the centerpiece for Aileen’s hunger.
We know exactly what our followers look for when they browse our phone sex blogs for the latest updates on our private sessions. They want to hear every detail of the contrast… my deep, chocolate skin next to Aileen’s porcelain glow, and how we both worship the youth and power standing before us.
“John, watch closely,” I commanded, my voice low and authoritative. Aileen didn’t need a second invitation. She stood up, her sundress barely clinging to her curves, and walked toward my son. She looked like a tiny, fiery doll next to his massive frame. When she reached out to touch him, the air practically hissed.
She guided him to the chair, and before he could even exhale, she was straddling him, her pale thighs framing his dark, powerful lap. “Oh, Ebony,” Aileen gasped, her head tilting back as she began to ride him, her ginger hair cascading down her back. “He’s so much more than I imagined. I can feel every inch of him inside my tight pussy.”
John Maze was losing his mind, and honestly, so was I. Watching my girl take charge of my son’s BBC while I narrated the play-by-play was the ultimate rush. It was a symphony of heat, heritage, and pure, unadulterated desire. This wasn’t just a meeting; it was a masterpiece of 2 girl phone sex.
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