Are you ready for your scheduled meltdown, Mr. Upshaw? You’ve been barked at by executives and juggling spreadsheets all day, and we both know you’re dying to trade that suit for a spot on your knees. This cocksucking phone sex is exactly what you need to forget who’s in charge out there, because here, you’re just my little white bitch.
I can hear your breath hitching already; the stress of being a “boss” melts away the second you realize you have zero power over me. Look at this monster… this thick, heavy black mamba is the only thing that matters right now. You’re obsessed with the way it looks against your pale, pathetic skin, aren’t you? You spend your whole life giving orders, but when you see my cock, your mouth just hangs open like a hungry bird.
You want to feel every inch of this 9-inch king size Snickers sliding past your teeth. But we aren’t doing things your way today. I’m in total control, and I’m going to make you work for every drop of my cream. I love the extravagant, sloppy sounds you make when you finally get to wrap those thin lips around my “nigger dick”. It’s pathetic, really, how much you enjoy being dominated.
I can hear you gagging, your eyes watering as I guide your head exactly where I want it. You aren’t a high powered man in charge here; you’re just a meat pop loving “FAGGOT” desperate to be used. I’m going to make you choke on it until you forget your own name. That’s the trade off, white boy: you give up your dignity, and I give you the release your stressful life won’t allow.
Usually, you’re the one begging to serve me, but today I’m feeling particularly cruel. I’m going to describe exactly how I’m going to use your mouth as my personal trash can. You’re going to take this BBC like a champ, making those loud, wet noises that tell me you’ve completely surrendered. You love being my bitch because it’s the only time you don’t have to think. You get off even faster when I gobble up your “cracker dick” while you forcefully grab my big black “nigger balls”.
You just have to suck, swallow, and obey. By the time I’m done with you, your jaw is going to be aching and your ego is going to be crushed under my heel. You’ll go back to your office tomorrow with a secret, knowing that no matter how many people you command, you belong to Mika. Now, quit stalling and get those hands behind your back. You know the drill. Say “Ahhhhhhh” and let me coat your throat with my heavy load!




