Phone Sex Whore Christmas Party

phone sex whoreI am such a phone sex whore. I have a naughty story to share. About ten years ago, my husband and I were invited to the Playboy mansion for a Christmas party. My husband helped the Playboy Club in NYC get out of a legal matter. Mr. Hefner was so grateful, he personally invited us himself. I was super excited to see the pleasure palace. I mean the Playboy mansion is legendary, as was Hugh Hefner. Now, I had heard rumors that a lot of the crazy sex stuff no longer happened because of Hugh’s age. That was expected. He was older; even Viagra can’t work miracles when you are that old. Men, even celebrities were hitting on me, but if it was possible, I wanted to play with Hugh. I have always had a thing for much older men, especially wealthy older men. When I met Hugh, there was a connection. He felt it too. If a woman has a chance to fuck the original playboy, they would be silly not too. I would never think of sharing this story while he was still alive out of respect, but now he is gone, so it is okay. He struggled getting his dick hard, even with my excellent cock sucking skills and a pretty blue pill. He suggested I find another person to join us. He meant a woman of course. I came back to his private bedroom with Alana, a former bunny from the 80s. She was a raven-haired mature goddess like me. We started eating each other’s pussy while Hugh stroked his cock. I never got to fuck him. Closest I got was his cock in my mouth and a little taste of pre-cum. That was fine because I got some of the tastiest pussy ever. And to be honest, I got the best voyeur ever.  I have lots of dirty phone sex stories to share.  I just always think about my time at The Playboy Mansion this time of year,

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