Breeding Phone Sex with a slut like me needs desert!

Breeding Phone SexWith a cummy depth of breeding phone sex sperm and desire leaking out of my great pussy lips and digging into the sanctity of the pool, I found myself writhing in bliss, happy to have his cock so deep inside to stop it all from leaking out but equally happy no one noticed. Here’s the thing though, a real part of me wanted to get caught, and that part of me was extremely disappointed that I was apparently so low notice that even at my own party no one noticed I was having sex in front of them. Maybe it’s an old complex, maybe it’s just a reasonable ego, but holy shit did I need more. I jumped off his cock with what I imagine was an underwater pop, and felt the warm heat flow out of me while I watched him groan in surprise. Even now, no one noticed, and that had me licking my lips. “No.” I heard him warn, holding up a finger but I was in cock control. “Don’t-” I didn’t listen. I breathed deeply and dove under the water, sinking like a rock and then opening my mouth. It was hard not to take in a lot of water but not as hard as his rigid manmeat. I gulped him down mid motion, caught him by surprise despite him knowing damn well what I was about to do, and then started to bob like my life depended on it. To be fair it kind of did. I lost a lot of extra air when I opened up, and while I had a vacuum seal on his cock now that kept anything additional from getting in, every bob took a little bit more energy out of me and every suck reminded me of how little I had remaining. I wasn’t about to give up though, I’d pass out and lose it before I gave up. I needed him to cum deep into my throat, I needed him to give into me and push me harder. He did, he grabbed my head, and what happened next is his story to tell because I passed the fuck out right around the time I tasted salty delight. Cocksucking Phone Sex has consequences sometimes.

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