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Quickie phone sex

Have you ever wanted someone you can fuck on demand? Like a no-strings-attached slut? You know the type of chick you can call up for a quick fuck, bang her, then go about your day. Well, welcome to my phone sex world. I love giving you Quickie phone sex!

I love being the sexy woman you can call whenever you’re hot and horny. My no strings attached phone sex will make you quiver in anticipation. I will stay on your mind and force you to question anything you’ve ever thought about phone sex before.

This guy Keith who works in my apartment building can’t get enough of Quickie phone sex. He works in the office, so whenever I go to pay my rent, he always gives me a lustful eye. I can tell that he wants to just bend me over his desk and fuck me right then and there, but he always waits until it’s late at night to come over and fuck me.

Every night around midnight, I hear a slight knock on my door. I can tell it’s Keith by the knock, so I quickly get up and answer the door. As soon as he enters my apartment, he begins stripping off my clothes. He then pushes me onto my couch and opens up my pussy to inspect it before diving in.

His tongue graces me first. He slurps up my juices before his cock reaches my center. After a few bangs with his big black cock we both cum and lay there in our juices. When I wake up, he’s gone. I like to call him my pussy bandit.

Savannah Steele

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Cuckold Phone Sex

You poor pathetic cuckold phone sex bitch. You know what’s about to happen, and you hate it almost as much as you crave it. BBC man is here—the real man—and that means you fade into the background where you belong. Tell him you know I’m his to take whenever he wants. Tell him you understand you don’t get an option. You have to bear witness.

I want you to look at him and admit the truth: he’s everything you’re not. Strong, confident, capable… the kind of man who doesn’t even notice you unless I tell him to. You? You’re just here to watch, to listen, and to remember how little you matter.

When he’s here, your opinion doesn’t exist. Your job is to stand there and hear me laugh while I remind you that you’re just the placeholder, the “before” picture, the example of what not to be. You’ll thank me for letting you stay, because deep down you like being put in your place.

I’m lucky. I have him—the man who owns every part of me when he’s here. I have you… My little nothing, my living proof of just how far beneath me you’ll always be as my cuckold phone slut.

Savannah Steele