GFE phone sex is one of my specialties. You get better at anticipating the needs of men as you get older. Being a sexual submissive has helped a lot too because tending to a man’s sexual needs is my priority. Now with me, it is sort of a hierarchy of GFE treatment. By that I mean, only the biggest and best cocks get worshiped. I do not worship posers. GFE babes are the elitist women around. We want a handsome man. We want a wealthy man. We want a smart man. And above all else, we want a hung man. I am not saying I will not fuck a hung bartender because I will. I will not, however, be his bitch. I will use him to give me a hot squirting pussy, then move on. Recently, a man I met at the gym has taken a shine to me. He is not that good looking, but unless he stuffs his pants with a cucumber, he appears hung. I also noticed the car he drives and his designer gym bag. Maybe he is a poser, and it is a knock off, but before I ruled him out, I did some Internet research. He is a local real estate mogul. He is worth a pretty penny. I decided that I could just pretend he looked like George Clooney or Idris Elba because everything else was there, right?
We had our first date last night. It was a lowkey date. Dinner and a haunted house. He is easy to talk to. A gentleman too. No macho bullshit you sometimes get with men who are neither tall nor the best looking. He was not lavishing me with gifts, but it was a first date, and he did spoil me with attention. I decided to fuck him. I wanted to see if that was a cucumber in his pants or if he was just that happy to see me. His 9-inch-thick cock was a pleasant surprise, but what was the pleasant present was that he ate my wet bald pussy for over an hour. He made me cum a dozen times before he came once. So, he is not the most handsome sugar daddy around. He is smart, rich, nice and believes in making a woman cum many times before he cums once. He might just be a keeper.
















I got called to a college dorm room for Prostitution Phone Sex, thinking I was about to get down on my knees and please some guy while he spanked my ass and maybe put some clamps on my bouncy tits. Nope, what I got was a woman sitting there waiting for me, eyeing my tits and flashing cash. I did a saunter, before slowly tearing my top off one flick of my hips and bounce of my shoulders at a time. I wasn’t to be confused and defeated by an odd call, no I pulled my tits out, held them in both hands, and blew her a kiss. She drank in my thick hard nipples, licked her lips and got up. I knew I was in for some very rough Coed Phone Sex if she surprised me by pulling out a dildo or some toy out from anywhere, but she did something so much better. She ordered my skirt off, pushed me to the open window that overlooked the football field, spanked my ass and revealed a thick throbbing meaty cock at her waist ready to mix me up and ruin my pussy. Before I could react she had me hanging halfway out the window flashing the entire team my bouncing jugs like the whore I am. She had me blushing because I knew I loved their gazes, but I really wasn’t expecting this! She was taking advantage, and I loved it. I was in for Shemale domination porn while an entire team of athletes watched, and that was her plan all along. I only had a moment to think before she kissed my neck almost romantically, smiled to the men, and split my cunt lips with her engorged fuck meat. I moaned loudly, unable to hold back my voice for even a second as I was penetrated deep and roughly fucked hard into the window frame. I was worried we were going to break it, but the only thing she was worried about was breaking in my slutty soaking pussy and making some babies.
