I’m the sweet and twisted girl generally, but I have a phone sex fetish side that comes out once in a while! Some times I tire of my lace, pearls, and finer things, and crave leather, latex, whips and chains! When I put my power boots on, zip up my dress, and grab my whip, the adrenaline surges through my blood, pooling behind my hard, throbbing clit. My lover awaits me, thong-clad and on his knees. Perfect for licking my boots and begging to be a good enough slave to earn the privilege of servicing my perfectly trimmed pussy! I lead him about by his pretty-boy leash, as he kisses the ground behind each of my steps. I cave in to his pleadings, and allow his tongue to be blessed by tasting my pretty little cunt. He does so well, I need more, so I command him to lay back while I climb atop him. His cock is so painfully hard, straining against his own flesh, quivering and twitching within me. Bouncing and grinding along on him, my kitty builds and builds, soon I squirt, spraying my orgasm all over his abdomen, while he surges into my belly over and over again!
Good boy, good boy.