Denise’s Filthy Phone Fantasies: Uncensored Edition

So, here’s the deal, ya filthy bastards. I was walking down the street, minding my own damn business, when this hot stud caught my eye. He was ripped, tatted, and had a bulge in his pants that made my pussy drip. I knew I had to have him, so I lured him into an alley with my killer curves and juicy ass.As soon as we were alone, I pushed him against the wall and whispered in his ear, “I wanna fuck you till you can’t walk straight.” His bulge grew even bigger, and he grunted in approval. I grabbed his cock, stroking it roughly, and said, “Suck my tits, you horny bastard.” He went down on me like a starving man, while I moaned, “Yeah, that’s it, use your tongue, you filthy fucker.”But that was just the beginning. I wanted more. I needed to feel his massive cock inside me. So, I rode him hard, screaming profanities that would make a sailor blush. It was raw, animalistic, and fucking amazing. We went at it like rabbits in heat, exploring every kinky fantasy we could think of.By the end, we were both exhausted, covered in sweat and cum. I licked my lips and said, “That was fucking epic, dude.” He could only nod, still catching his breath. That’s my kind of phone sex, ya hear? So, call me, and let’s get filthy!