Sexline tales: Snuff Girl fight. My friend Lisa and her momma love to go down to Mexico and try to win a girl fight for cash. These are extreme fights where one of the women might not make it out alive. I was trying to text her all day, The day of the fight she had set up to try to bring home some money to her family. Her mother went with her and I knew trouble would be brewing. Instead I got a call from a strange man saying he called her emergency numbers since Lisa couldn’t call me. Figures her shitty mother would leave it up to a man to tell me what happened to my friend. Now Lisaa worked the whore house with me a time or two, we worked out together often.
I believe you have to have some strong ass leg muscles to bounce on cock all night long. I’m pretty muscular and have often wondered what I would do! But I know with one of those Zingers that are in these Mexican lady fights I would be dead meat. Oh how callous of me my Friend Lisa died in that fight! But the way Peter told me how she was killed was extremely sexy and my pussy started to pulse with every detail of girl on girl killing action. I’m such a whore that even extreme phone sex tales of killing another female fighter (my friend) got me off!

















I squeezed and jumped at the same time as his thrust into my big white tits, his thick cock pumping away like they were toys to be used and abandoned immediately after he was done cumming for the next Phone sex line whore. It made me smile, being valued like that for a moment before reality came back and I had to jump as he slapped my tits and made my spine tingle. He clearly wanted to spank my thick bouncy ass, but here I was under him, letting him fuck away at tits too nice for him but by no means out of reach, and that’s just too much distance for his rough hands to get anywhere but my face and jugs. I was grateful he chose to get his abusive impulses in making my pussy twitch and my insides tremble by abusing my knockers, and not by giving me a black eye. Customers don’t tend to like Hookers for hire who are already bruised at the moment. He ground his fingers into my nipples, trying to make me cum before him, and I couldn’t help but close one eye in concentration to not do just that. It was a lot, and he knew just the right buttons to push while furiously fucking forward and smacking his balls against the valley between my jugs. That concentration was lost immediately when he pinched my nipples and made me salivate in shock. I piped up with energy to spare, gripping my tits and aggressively pumping them along his cock. I’m enthusiastic to a fault, joyful as far as whores go, and I wasn’t going to let him beat me! I pumped them faster and faster, trying to challenge him, and he responded by slapping my tit hard and leaving a red clap mark that had my toes curling. “Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!” My mouth opened wide, my eyes filled with bliss, my cheeks flushing and my primal need rushing, I couldn’t help but rapidly lose myself grinding him with my fluffy bliss. I left no room for thought, just a single-minded need to make him cum, and to my joy I found myself covered in a powerful potent spray of jizz, opening my mouth for Cum eating phone sex.

