addicted to sex

Sole Saving Masturbation Phone Sex

I don’t usually seek the services of woman when it comes down to it–for anything.  I prefer my hair to be done by a man–my nails too.  It isn’t that I don’t think women can do me right–I know they can.  It’s just that I’m always looking for opportunities to indulge in masturbation phone sex.  I prefer men (not that I haven’t tried or would do a woman again).  I prefer hard, passionate cock in this mature phone sex pussy.
I am also in therapy–it’s ongoing.  I’ve been in therapy for a variety of mental “hiccups” but never for this desire for masturbation phone sex, cumming or getting off to the general filth that people desire.  Recently, I switched therapists.  I thought a more spiritually based counselor might be able to help me figure out how to achieve peace with the fact that I am addicted to sex.
But there is a more sinister phone sex plan at play with this whole idea of working some spirituality into my life.  The clergy to me represents a conquest–the ultimate in sexual repressors these ‘minions of God’ have demons in their semen too.  So, as an experiment I started to flirt with my current counselor and found that if I pour my legs into the right open toed shoes–if I slowly remove the shoe and expose my sole (as opposed to my soul) I can get something for nothing–free help in exchange for total submission.
I have to admit watching the change that comes over my counselor as the power switches into the bottoms of my feet makes my pussy weep for him.  Sometimes I imagine as he is cleaning my soles with his tongue–and I am chastising him for not paying attention to me and my problems I finger my pussy and paint my toenails with it…hmmm Love making him clean that up and since I constantly get paid to have him do this for me I think I’ll stick with this counselor for awhile.  Although I imagine our masturbation phone sex souls aren’t really getting any cleaning–my soles are white as snow!