Cum Slut Phone Sex

cum slut phone sexCum slut phone sex has new meaning to me after the other night. I get calls from guys who enjoy a mommy cum guzzler. I have always swallowed jizz. From my boys, my dealer and who ever else puts a cock in my mouth. I was high the other night and almost out of powder. I texted my dealer, but he didn’t text me back. I showed up at his door step, which he hates, but I didn’t want to lose my high. He was having a party. Not sure what kind as it was all guys. I think they were watching the college basketball championship. He was not happy that I just showed up, but I had money. Normally, I am just paying with pussy. As he was telling me to fuck off, one of his buddies said, “Invite the lady in.” No one has called me a lady in a very long time. I should have known better. I am a whore, not a lady. The moment I was in the house, cocks were out. “You want some coke, Blair, you gonna have to suck some cock,” my dealer said. Anything for coke.  I blew every guy in the room, which was about as many guys on a basketball team. I swallowed a ton of cum. Afterwards, I begged for my coke, but my dealer insisted on a celebratory drink first. One of his friends put a glass in my hand. I was waiting for champagne, but I got cum instead. They each milked their cocks into my glass and told me to drink up. I’m such a cum slut, I did it. I wanted that coke. I would have sucked Big Foot’s dick if he was there just to get more coke. They finally let me leave with a couple bumps. I had a belly full of man seed, but I went home to party and swallow boy seed.

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