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His name was Brian and he made me a Phone sex whore. Who even knows what phone sex is when they are very young. But maybe it comes naturally to everyone? Maybe the young ones who were suppressed in my generation and before just couldn’t help how they felt and phone sex was just an outlet for them to express sexual frustration. Either way there we found ourselves. Him just over the age minimum and I of course where I was. 

The huntress had decided to guard my cunt and swore me to occupy only inside of our residence. So we were on the phone. How could I know what to do so naturally describing all the things the huntress had submitted my little body to. Closing my eyes I could see him before me; I ready to submit to his every will. He ready to ravage the makings of a cock hungry cum thirsty whore. I could smell his musky aroma and my sweaty young cunt in the air. I could taste the essence of his cum as he shot down my throat. 

Years later I’ve evolved to No limits phone sex to sate my appetite, but I’ll never forget my Bald shaved pussy while I played with my fingers. Brian and I having Phone sex chat. 

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