Fetish phone sex is the best way into my panties, and out of yours

Fetish phone sexI brought the fetish phone sex guy from the restaurant home with me, brimming with anticipation. I could tell his no-balls attitude was excited to actually score for once too and I wasn’t going to be disappointed. I had my lips on his almost the moment we were through the door, stripping him on our way to my luxurious bed. I could tell how excited he was, feel that measly cock of his pressing against me as he was relieved of his burdens. That is until my boyfriend exited the closet. He was quiet at first, more than long enough for the dude under me to lose the advantage of knowledge. By the time he noticed my boyfriend he was already climbing onto the bed, and I was already on top of him. He tried to form some dumb question but I held him down and captured his lips. He wasn’t expecting group sex but he got it, while I started sucking his tongue in. His ass was exploited and quickly penetrated by my boytoy’s solid rocker and his massive balls. It was too much for me to do anything but get into it, I started to finger my lips while my boyfriend’s pants got closer and closer. I knew the man below me wasn’t looking forward to an anal creampie today but he was damn well about to get it and that was just so damn hot. “Should have taken me to your place, dummy.” I teased him while he tensed, groaned, and began to be heavily unloaded in. I could hear goopy grace sloshing around inside his anal fuckhole. “Unless you liked that.” I couldn’t help but giggle, then giggle more when he didn’t immediately deny it. “Glad to be of service then. You can find your way to the door, right, I have a dick to clean off and then some cum to take in my own insides.” The walk of shame for a man that just got played like that is one of the best things in the world, it’s the best kind of hot phonesex. 

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