This fictional story contains verbal sex between two callers. If you cannot separate fantasy from reality, or if this fabulous tome turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.
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"I want to lie next to you and feel the warmth of your naked body, excite you with the feel of my fingers running over your chest. Brush lightly the tips of your hardening nipples, pinching them and making them sting and stand up to attention. I am taking your right nipple into my mouth and running my tongue over the tip, blowing on it, making it feel the warmth of my breath than the chill as I move to the left. I am running my hand down your flat hard stomach and over the front of your briefs, feeling your hard cock and the looseness of your balls. As I slide my hand under the waistband playing with the tip of your cock running my fingers over the head, I feel precum slippery and slick. I suck on your left nipple, running my hand up and down your shaft. Your nipple feels like my tongue running over the head of your cock. I am squeezing your cock and begin a constant up and down of my fist. I can feel your hips advancing up to meet my hand, moving your cock faster and faster. I hear you breath in short gasps as you cry, "faster, please faster, harder" in my ear. I feel the pulsing hardness of your cock in my hand, your loud gasping moan as you shoot ropes of hot cum over your chest and stomach. I stroke harder, using your cum as lube on your hard slippery cock to squeeze out the last droplet of your precious cum. Your hips start to slow their rhythmic dance as your cock softens in my hand"
I whisper,
"Do you feel better?"
A recorded voice tells me,
"push any button to be connected to the next hot caller."
Grande Putts