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Masturbation phone sex with JZ

You know what I want–a cup of your hot spunk and a dollop of your diddle up my pussy.  I think about your face when I’m pushing my hand into my panties.  It’s a very naughty masturbation phone sex feeling that washes over me when I am playing with my pussy just for you.  We’ve discussed doing a great many things–but this is where I like it.  It’s our sweet spot.

I push in deep while I listen to you ram your own ass in unison with my pussy fucking.  It’s incredibly intense to hear you saying my name.  What drove me over the edge tonight wasn’t the mutual masturbation stuff though–it was the sound of your voice and the fact that I could visualize your face–yeah that three fingers in thing again.

You are incredibly sensual and my outer lips are grateful for the cum shower they get whenever we are on the phone together.  Your orgasms sound so visceral and so intense that I can only imagine what your twitching dick must feel like deep in my own cunt.  I sometimes just wish I could cum to you and shove it way up inside me and let it unload!

Masturbation phone sex with a little cream pie

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J, it’s always nice when you’re away on business. That’s when I get to hear you–but it is our in between call exchanges that make my juices flow for you and your voice. Last night when you admitted to me that you really crave and need to tongue my cunt after you cum in it–I masturbated to phone sex and came at least four times.

Each time I came, I thought about different things I would make you do to my body. Like making you chew on my nipples while you finger your own ass. Of course you’d be required to tell me that you’re fingering that ass for me in hopes to dump your load into my pussy for your consumption. You’d like that more than the hotel drinks you typically consume before our cream pie phone sex encounters.

I also thought about having you lay flat on your back with your hands tied up. I would hover that pussy over your face and make you tell me that you really crave me fucking you instead of the other way around. I would slowly masturbate this sweet slit, flicking my bean and making the spray coat your face like donut glaze. I’d squirt and make you open your mouth. You’d of course drink it all down.

I conjured an image of you leaning over a jacuzzi tub with a mirror on the wall. I delighted in making you watch your own face as I tongue fucked your rectum. I also put a small hickey on your ball back–you jumped a little but then when I dove my velvety tongue into your sphincter again you were begging to cum.

Finally, my last orgasm was a direct result of you licking cum out of my masturbation phone sex hole. Oh, yes I know you said YOUR cum–the cum you shot in me after you fucked me, but I am sure you can read and read well. You see nothing here mentioned about you fucking me and cumming inside me do you? No, you do not. So how in the world did I get such a filthy cream pie?

I bet you’d love to know–but the most important bit of information you really need is that you’ll gladly clean it up for the chance to put your dick in it. I know you will and then I’ll have you right where I want you.

Masturbation phone sex Tit for Tat

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Tell me about you and I’ll tell you about me. 6 feet tall–that’s the perfect height juxtaposed to my 5’6”. Your blue eyes and my brown–love the combination and to think of you looking at me when we cum together. I think about all kinds of crazy things where you are concerned–the last time I was on a plane I pulled the blanket over me and masturbated next to the businessman who shared the row with me. I thought about you while I did it–it was arousing and massively explosive. I wondered if my seat mate could smell it.

I bet he could, because he’d be just like you. 8” of steel in your pants all for me. Of course I own it–I own it more than your wife does. I am the masturbation phone sex partner you missed when I was gone and now can’t get enough of now that I’ve returned to seduce your mind as well as your body.

I never tire of hearing that cum shot–that groan of pleasure. You sit there with cum on your face knowing that I made you feel as if we were fucking in bed next to your wife. I was masturbating too…masturbation phone sex with you gets me off as I think about him laying upstairs having not one clue what I am doing in my office basement.

Thanks JZ–hot as always and I will be looking forward to next week when you’re traveling again.

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Masturbation phone sex with supple ass cheeks for fondling

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Hello, DY, I am so glad you called me. You see I long to talk to a guy who is just like you. One who has ferreted me out from among the fray due to my southern hospitality. I always answer the phone with a smile and a genteel politeness that makes you want to be anywhere but in New Jersey. Yes, I know those women are bitches–stuck up and not appreciative of a guy who has so much to offer–excuse my candor but I must admit that men who enjoy anal phone sex as much as you do deserve to have an unlimited supply of ass to fuck.

But since in Jersey this is not the case I offer to you my ass. You may look at it–it’s perfectly round cheeks and imagine groping the smooth, firm surface. Can you imagine how soft they would feel in your hands? DY you should grab a can of play dough–that shit feels like my ass. You could close your eyes and imagine me letting you fondle me there.

Pull those supple butt cheeks apart and explore my crack. Use your fingers first and dance along the crevice until you find the puckered, quivering hole that awaits your aniligus phone sex loving tongue. Flicker that fucker all over that puckered flesh until I beg you to penetrate my taboo phone sex asshole
. Fuck me, DY–just fuck me and spray the inside of my anal canal with your masturbation phone sex loving seed.

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Want some dirty ass phone sex?

I sat on the toilet and heard the front door open. I spread my legs to ready myself. BM loves to lick his phone sex Mommy Meredith’s dirty asshole. It is what he craves daily–so much so that he carries a pair of Mommy ass tainted panties wherever he goes.

BM has put my panties on his face–crotch draping down over his nose. So cute, but I can see him taking his hard cock in his hand to my intoxicating scent. That smell just deepens the grip I have over BM and makes him regress back to childhood. He not only wants his mother’s dirty ass–he NEEDS IT.

So I see BM kneeling in his grown up clothes between my bare, open legs. “Mommy please–I wanna lick it.” And I giggle. I love picking my legs up and balancing myself on the open toilet as I let a trickle of gold stream out of my upper hole and into BM’s open mouth. “Lick it baby boy. Maybe Mommy will twtich and cum all over those nasty lips of yours.”

And that is when the sucking begins. He cleans, licks, tongue fucks and makes his own mother cum right on that horny face. Today Mommy feels like getting that dick off in this tight, willing asshole. BM doesn’t miss lick…he drops his pants and just fucks me in his suit–ramming his little boy cum up my ass and nearly passing out with pleasure.

Mommy loves masturbation phone sex with horny ass boys. Are you a horny ass boy who wants to have masturbation phone sex with Mommy Meredith?