Edge Play Phone Sex with Mika and Her Large Humungous BBC

Edge Play Phone Sex with Mika and Her Large Humongous BBC

Stop scrolling and look at me. You knew the moment you saw my flawless, dark skin that you were in trouble, didn’t you? My Edge Play Phone Sex is the only thing that’s going to satisfy that ache in your chest… and lower. I’m standing here in front of the mirror, sliding into a set of silk that barely manages to contain my frame, and all I can think about is how much you’d tremble if you were actually in the room with me. I’m not just a tease; I’m your new obsession, a goddess with a gift that most men can’t even begin to fathom.

Do you see how this lace hugs my hips? It’s thin, almost translucent, stretching over the thick, heavy weight of my humongous BBC. I can feel it pulsing, a hard, demanding presence that reminds you exactly who is in charge of this interaction. I’m running my long, manicured nails down my stomach, circling my navel before dipping lower to find that massive heat. You’re already picturing it, aren’t you?

The way my deep complexion contrasts against the lace fabric, the way I carry this weight with a commanding grace that makes you want to drop to your knees. I’m taking my time tonight. I’m going to make you wait, hovering right on the brink until your eyes cross and your hands shake. I’ll describe the way I’m arching my back, the way my muscles tense as I stroke myself, letting you hear the slick, heavy sound of my hand moving against my length.

You want to see it so badly, don’t you? You want to see this beautiful trans body in its full glory, standing tall and proud, ready to break your resolve. Every word I whisper is a leash around your neck. I can hear your breath hitching on the other end of the line, and it makes me want to push you even further into the red. I’m the one with the power here, the one with the humongous prize that you’re dying to experience.

I’ll let you get close… so close you can almost feel the heat radiating off my skin… and then I’ll tell you to stop. You’ll listen, too, because the thought of disappointing me is more painful than the pressure I’m building inside you. I’m the ultimate fantasy: a stunning queen with a BBC that commands total respect. By the time I’m done with you, you won’t remember what life was like before Mika. You’re mine now, trapped in my rhythm, addicted to the sound of my voice and the mental image of my humongous cock. Now, be a good boy and tell me exactly how much you need me.