When you call my phone sex line, you never know what you may get. I am usually high as fuck. Depending on what my poison selection of the day, I may be extra raunchy. Me super raunchy? I know hard to believe right? I had a busy phone weekend. In fact, I was on the phone for so long Sunday, I ran out of party supplies. I can’t function sober. I shouldn’t have too. Modern technology is such, however, that I am just a text or an email away from whatever I need. I texted my drug dealer that I needed a big bag of cocaine ASAP. To sweeten the pot a bit, I told him he could listen to me talking incest with a caller who loves hearing about my dirty past with my daughter and son, as well as the P escapades I have with the school boys in my neighborhood. My dealer loves that nasty phonesex stuff. He has been over a couple times when things got pretty extreme. Instead of being embarrassed, he was turned on. My dealer listened in for a few minutes before pulling out his big black cock. He was trying to get me to suck it on my call. I mean its live phone chat; be kind of hard to pause my caller so I could give head to my dealer. My dealer then put some coke on his cock and dangled it under my nose like a carrot. My caller wouldn’t mind the sound effects I told myself. I just talked with my mouth full. Full of big black dick. My caller got to listen first hand to what a dirty whore I really am. Not sure if he realized the sounds I was making were real or not. I certainly love having a drug dealer that makes emergency house calls. Of course he was rewarded well too. He got to listen this trashy MILF talk dirty, got his cock sucked and he got to fuck me. Who says crime doesn’t pay?
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