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He didn’t knock—just shoved my door open and growled, “Get on your knees, you fucking whore, you owe me that pussy.” His thick fingers were already unbuckling his belt, that beer gut hanging over his jeans. I tried to back away, but he grabbed my hair, yanked me down, shoved his fat cock past my lips before I could scream. He held my head there, throat bulging, until he grunted and shot hot cum straight down my gullet. “Lick my boots clean, bitch.” I had to—he’d already slapped me across the face. Then he made me lie on the floor, pressed his sweaty soles against my tongue while he rammed his dick into my ass, no lube, just dry and brutal. He came again, dripping onto my feet, then forced my toes into his mouth, sucking each one like a starving man. “You’re my little foot slut from now on.” cum dripping from every hole. Fucking bastard.

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Savannah Steele

 

 

Fetish Phone Sex

What’s your favorite thing to talk about when you call a hot girl for fetish phone sex? Would you consider yourself to be more on the submissive or dominant side of things? I’m hoping you say submissive because that’s what I prefer the majority of the time. But I will submit to a real man sometimes. You guys who are submissive by nature are not real men or you wouldn’t find yourselves submitting to women. You’d be leading the way that men are meant to lead. But when you can’t do that, you need a strong woman to be the one doing the leading, don’t you? You know that deep down, but maybe you just haven’t been brave enough to admit that to yourself yet and say it out loud to another person. I love hearing your confessions and all of the ways you want to submit and serve me and anyone else I see fit.

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Savannah Steele

 

Blow Job Phone Sex

I’m ready to spill all my dirty secrets. Call me so we can talk about one of my favorite sexual pleasures, blow job phone sex. There’s something incredibly erotic about the idea of pleasing a man with my mouth, hearing his deep moans and knowing I’m driving him wild with every lick and suck. I love imagining the taste and feel of a thick, hard cock sliding between my lips, the way it throbs and swells as I take it deeper and deeper. It makes me wet just thinking about it! The best part of blow job phone sex is the detailed, dirty descriptions – every stroke, every bob of my head, the way my tongue swirls around the tip. I want you to feel every sensation as if you’re right here with me, watching your cock disappear down my throat.

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Savannah Steele

 

Blow Job Phone Sex

I think it’s exciting to have a crush. I’ve had some hot, dirty thoughts about the cute guy who lives in the flat next to mine since I first saw him. I’ve been having a lot of desires in my brain lately of eventually giving him a blowjob phone sex, greater than he’s ever received. I always see him in the mail room. I whirl around to look directly at him. I want to stare up into those wonderful hazel eyes while I give him blowjob phone sex. As I whirl, I put that bright red candy in my mouth. I grin at him and wave my stack of envelopes. Of course, his gaze remains fixated on my lips.

I notice him opening his mouth, as if to speak again. Instead, he simply sits there, stammering, and watches me swallow the sweets in my mouth. Then he coughs. And that is exactly what I heard through my walls. With my hand between my thighs, I considered giving him a sexy blowjob right then and there. It felt as if our secrets had been told right there in the lobby. And just the two of us got it. I knew he had caught me masturbating. And he knew I could hear him softly listening from the flat next door.

During heated conversations, there are moments of stillness that are not awkward, but rather filled with sexual tension. My cheeks flush a deep crimson, but seeing him equally horny enhances my confidence. I slowly glide the hard candy along my tongue, creating a shimmering effect. I finally glance at him with a slow smile and remark, “You’re the only person I know who can turn a trip to the mail room into a special occasion.”

He leans forward and lowers his voice, as if about to confess a sin or a secret. “Hey, you doing anything later?” He asks nervously. I notice the stubble on his chin, and I’d want to feel it graze my cheek, thighs, and the back of my knees. My cheeks flush. I try to keep it cool. “Maybe. Depends on who’s asking,” I taunt, running the sweet over my tongue until my lips glisten. That messy blow job phone sex session is within my grasp, don’t you think? I would love to tell you about it. Call Me

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Savannah Steele