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I couldn’t help but feel the lust enter my lungs as I took in his magnificent cockmeat against my lips and got ready for cum eating phone sex. I’ve heard some girls waste time doing pointless things like jerking their boyfriends off. I’ve always found that a pathetic excuse to get away from doing anything actually worth his time. You can’t taste how manly a stud is with your hands, you at least have to wrap your tongue around the shaft as you bob and take him in so deep you’re salivating. You can’t feel the head pulse against the inside of your cheek if you’re holding him in your soft hands. You’ve gotta have him begging to fill your mouth, begging to plunge everything he has into your lips and down your dirty throat.
As a cum slut phone sex whore I love the way a thick cock smells. It fills my head so much that all I can think about is that lovely prick filling my needs and fulfilling my chamber. I need his beautiful prick in my throat and his big, heavy balls slapping against my chin with a weight that sends shockwaves down my spine. I need him slapping against me, I need him working himself up without relent. I need his essence taking away all my worries, my stresses, and my existential thoughts. I want to be at harmony with the universe, and nothing gives me that like a huge cock I can worship all night long. Praise be the great big dick that takes away all woes and shoes the way. Sometimes that way is a huge river of cum flowing out of my pussy, sometimes it’s just what’s right. No matter what, if you’ve got as huge a dick as the man I was blowing just last night, admiring the smell and taking him in on an intimate level… Well you’ve got a place on my cock worshiping tongue.
There’s nothing like being all tied up and fucked . I am a whore . And I put myself in dangerous situations hoping someone will kidnap me and fuck me senseless ! One time I went to the worst neighborhood I could find wearing nothing but a corset and a tiny skirt and I toke a walk. I remember blacking out in pain and when I woke up I was all tied up . As pretty as a fucking present. One man was fucking my ass so hard . And he was using the rope to thrust even harder . I swear to god his cock toke up every inch of my ass .But what got my attention was the man standing in front of me . Your not allowed to scream , cry , or run said the man . You will call me master and you will fucking like it . And you will take everything I give you graciously. You have no value do you understand ? I told him to go fuck himself . Being tied up and fucked was my reward for him now being in my life. The punishment I got for talking back …
Master’s friends came over to watch the game. I was the entertainment. Master made me wear only a bra and panties with 6-inch heels. I served snacks and drinks until Master asked me to do more. He loves showing his buddies that he a full control over me. He charged his friends $200 each to fuck me. When he wants me to be a whore, I obey. One by one I took them into the bedroom and let them fuck my tight pussy. I fuck so many guys that my cunt swelled from the heavy pounding. But I never stopped, I sucked and fucked like a porn star, I wanted to make Master proud, I’d do anything to please him. When he says “jump,” I say “how high?”. Plus, fucking Master’s friends felt really good. All of those dicks fucking my tight holes felt amazing.
Everyday I clean Master’s house from top to bottom. I dust, vacuum, and mop all day long until every surface is spotless. But today I forgot to clean underneath the sofa and Master was not happy. He put grits on the floor and made kneel on them. The grits were so painful to my knees. He pulled his cock out and I knew what he wanted, I put it in my mouth and started sucking. I thought if I sucked him off really good he would let me get up. But even after he came in my mouth he made me stay on those grits for another hour. When he finally allowed me to stand my knees were bloody and tears were running down my face. He taught me a lesson that I would never forget and from now on he won’t find a speck of dust anywhere. A clean house makes Master happy and I want to keep him happy.