I love hot phonesex calls. I am a hot woman with big tits. I have been in the adult industry since I was a barely legal girl. I have no limits. What I struggle with is finding a partner who can handle me. Men either want me as their sex slave or their goddess. Few want me as an equal. I met Terry at a bar. I know a bar isn’t an ideal place, but honestly it is better than any dating app. I have only met crazy men on dating sites. Bonafide Norman Bates men. So, when Terry bought me drinks a few weeks ago, I got to know him. We have been on a few dates. Since then. He is not a sadistic man. He doesn’t seem interested in the BDSM lifestyle. He is a college professor with tenure, so maybe not loaded, but financially secure. He is handsome, funny, kind and intelligent. He doesn’t look down on me because I have used my body to make money. I have even held off on sex because I read online that men don’t marry women who give up their pussy easily. I was trying to do things right because I thought a nice equal relationship was what I wanted. We fucked for the first-time last night. I thought it would be awesome because I developed feelings for him. We had a connection. It was the most boring sex in the world. I almost fell asleep. His cock was average. Not a deal breaker of a cock, but no anaconda either. It had one move only. I laid there faking interest but I secretly prayed it would be over quickly. After he came, he fell asleep. Snored something awful. I thought I wanted something like I get in a rare romantic phone sex call, but I am not a vanilla girl. I need a man who can fuck me. A man who can make me weak. A man who can own me. I am built to be a sex slave or a goddess, but not an equal. Equal is boring and I am anything but boring.
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