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Dirty phone sex

dirty phone sexOkay so I have been trying to be a better person lately, and I have a confession to make. I might have whored myself out today. I was doing it all the time but I am trying to cut back. Try telling a whore to stop being a whore is like telling an alcoholic to stop thinking about alcohol.

It’s just not going to happen. My excuse is that I am young and I spent a good majority of my life being a good girl. Anyways today I ordered delivery food, but had no intention of wanting the food. When the delivery boy got here, I had him come inside and I acted as if I didn’t have tip money.

With him looking around I saw him look at my tits and I knew it was going to be okay. I planned this more or less. I got on my knees and undid his pants and began to devour his Popsicle on this hot sunny day with my mouth.

I had fun with him, and ironically my door bell just rang and it is my neighbor who said my mail ended up in his mail box.

I might have planned this one to, it’s rude to keep his cum waiting so I must go be a whore now. I really hope my door bells keeps ringing randomly, I love having company.


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