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There is nothing I love more than money. Not drugs, not alcohol not cock. If someone told me that I had to go 3 months without all three and I could have a million dollars than I would say fuck it. This dude I met at the grocery story was a nasty old p-man who looked like he was looking for a different kind of fun when he approached me. He did though and asked if he could pay me to give me a windy city rumbler. That was when a guy face fucked you with his ass hole by your eyes and farted. For 500 dollars I was down for whatever old man shit storm had to bring.
When he got to my trailer I was already shit faced. I had one of the girl’s down the streets school uniform on with my hair tossed up into pig tales.

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When he came in I was already sick of them so I slicked them back into one. It was whatever since he just wanted to foreal fart in my face. When it can time, I made hi pay in advance. He hovered his ass hole over my face and when I perked I was surprised with a mouth full of runny ass shit. He shit all into my mouth and all over my face.
I was so drunk I did not even care that I was wearing a fecal mask. He did not either, he stuck his cock into my mouth and pulled it in and out of my throat. His hot steamy shit moved up and down around it cupping his ball sacs. I moaned and he began to finger my clit. He leaned forward and began to suck on it. I gave that ass some wind of my own. He grabbed his nose and swatted his hand at the enviable stench. Then he smiled and went back to eating my pink taco. Since my mouth was full he came on top of my shit covered face. He was quick to leave, so I showered. Only after rubbing my crap face in all of that cheddar.

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