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He Lives Next Door to a Phone Sex Whore

phone sex whoreI am such a phone sex whore. The neighbor boy was home without his mother on Black Friday. I hate his mother. She is a shrew and a prude. Someone needs to remove the stick from her ass. I am sure you know the type, right? I saw her leave around 1 am to go shopping. She is filthy rich like us. There is no need to battle ugly crowds to save a few bucks, especially when those few bucks aren’t even missed. Her husband I like much better. Him I can deal with. I went over with a rare and expensive bottle of Pappy Van Winkle bourbon. He is from Kentucky originally and I knew this was the way to his son’s hard young cock. We talked about his bitch wife and enjoyed some fine spirits. I can drink any man under the table. I knew his bitch wife wouldn’t be home until dawn, so I had time to wait until he passed out. I went up to junior’s room, turned on the light and took advantage of the lad. He had a tent in his boxers when he saw my big mommy boobs. I whispered in his ear that this was our secret as I stroked his cock into the fullest erection of his life. When my mouth wrapped around his throbbing shaft, he lost all control. He came fast. He looked embarrassed until I assured him it happens to all boys. That is why I blew the boy first. Got to get that first cum out of the way first, so they can last much longer the second time around. I rode his young cock until we both came the next time. Mommy was out shopping, daddy was passed out and I was fucking junior in his bedroom.  Now that is how to spend Black Friday.


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