I love when I know I have a man turned on. Just to know I have that bulge in their pants growing makes me so wet. Like the security guy in my building. I always make sure my skirt s extra tight or one more button is undone on my blouse when he is at work. I wonder if he knows how slutty I really am. I see his stares, him licking his lips. I’ve even heard him whisper to some of my neighbors what he would do to me. Well today I think I’m going to give him his wish. I put on nothing but a bathrobe and took the elevator down to the front desk. When I approached his jaw almost hit the floor. I told him I accidentally locked myself out of my apartment and needed a key to get back in. He grabbed the key and told me he would come up with me so I didn’t have to come back and return key. As soon as we got on the elevator I could feel his eyes locked on my breast. I decided to completely open my robe for him and grabbed his throbbing cock through his pants. He walked me to the apartment and opened the door, once he saw it wasn’t ever locked he pulled me inside and fucked me all over that apartment. He even made me gag on his long rock hard cock as he shot his hot cum down my throat. Now when he sees me I don’t have to wonder if he knows how slutty I am. He definitely does now and I definitely love it. I even let him join my twitter to keep him turned on reading all my dirty stories!


















I am a blasphemous whore and I know there are some things you would love to talk about when you dial my phone chat numbers. Most of all these things you do not dare say aloud. They are just too taboo, aren’t they? These are my favorite types of calls. The calls you are uncertain of. Just hearing yourself repeat such terrible things make your spine tingle and your cock tinge. Just imagining such things make you nauseated, don’t they? You find yourself hiding in the bathroom closing your eyes and wrapping your hand around that twisted perverted cock of yours. You need more though, you need something over the top to help you cum the way you should. I make most men go weak in the knees when I chant such blasphemous things. “Fuck the church! Hail the Dark Lord!”… Chanting these things over and over until I hear you release. Release so hard, that you make my evil cunt drip with my own pussy juice. I imagine you there with me, drinking my pussy like the Holy Grail. These are the things that most people are afraid of.




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