Phone chat numbers brought him to me, but his sloppy wet cock kept my attention. I could hear him as I answered the phone. That low moaning and the sound of his hand jerking his wet cock. I was intrigued and immediately wet. I couldn’t help myself but to inquire the exact measurements of the beast he was so ferociously beating. I smiled as he told me he had a 10-inch rock hard piece of meat in his hand. I smiled wider as my hand went down my pretty black lacey panties and stroked my clit. We talked about how I would love to be beneath him while he stroked, sucking on his balls and licking his tight asshole. He told me how he would turn me over on my stomach and bury his head deep in my ass and eat it. I was soaking wet envisioning that. Rubbing my tongue around the rim and gently gliding my finger inside him. He said he would do the same to me. I moved my hips, so my finger was buried inside my wet bald tight pussy and finger fucked myself. We moaned and masturbated together, ending the call with a load soaking wet orgasms. That is what I love about my phone chat lines. I will be waiting to play with you next baby,
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