If I Like You, You Get the Best Blowjobs Phone Sex

blowjobs phone sexMy introduction to blowjobs phone sex started with Daddy. After my mom left us, he started using me as his sex slave. My earliest memories involve daddy’s dick in my mouth. Although I cut my teeth on daddy’s dick, I do not think I began to enjoy cock sucking until I was in my 20s. You could never say that I was a willing slave back then. But I learned a lot of valuable sexual knowledge from my father and his friends.

Now, I can suck the chrome off a doorknob. And I love to do it too. But the difference between then and now is that I am selective about who I suck. Big cocks only for my mouth. However, sometimes a big wallet will compensate for average cocks. As will a sterling personality. But no amount of money makes me fall to my knees for a tiny dick.

Not All Men Are Created Equally, But Being a Good Guy Counts for Something

Luckily, I do not encounter too many ridiculously small dicks. I have a knack for spotting posers. Men with big egos who need adulation 24 /7 or men who brag about their money and their cars and guys with cars that cost as much as a house overcompensate for a small dick 9 times out of 10.

This phone sex babe uses her spidey senses to weed out the tiny dick losers. When Matthew came into the club last night, I could not get a good sense about him. Just a normal man. No bravado. Unassuming. And extremely polite and nice which seems like a rarity in a strip club. We chatted at a table before I asked if he wanted a private dance. He got up and paid for the room for 2 hours instead of the usual hour. But he paid with one of those black AMEX cards. So, he had money.

If I Like a Man, I Make it My Mission to Make Him Cum

I hoped for a big cock because I liked him. We connected and it’s so refreshing to meet a man in a strip club who does not think he is God’s gift to women or a drunk buffoon. Sadly, average cock. But I still gave him my best head moves. I don’t do bad boys. At least not anymore. So, his niceness needed a reward of some sort.

He offered to pay me, but I declined. Did not take him long to blow the biggest cum shot of thick strands of cum down my throat. He told me it was the best head he ever had. And it was not charity. If I like you, I want to make you cum.When he closed out his tab, he left the most generous tip any man in the club ever has before. I went home and masturbated about him. Hopefully, our paths will cross again soon.

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