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“Hi. May I speak to Dani, please?” “This is her.” “You sound as good as you look in pictures. Did you put on your phone voice, like that orange, sheer piece you were wearing in the video?” “Maybe”, the soft and shapely proportioned, light brown sugar-coated; curly haired vixen of my cyber dreams spoke, teasing my ears with the sensuous vibration as she lightly exhaled, then giggled.
“I’m not complaining. I held my dick in my hands for six minutes and forty-two seconds.”
“I sent you an eight minute feature. You didn’t like it?” Disappointment in her tone, yet still as soft as her naked body looked in the message she sent me, headed: “Ready For Devouring”.
“I spent the last minute and eighteen seconds with the phone on my chest, listening to your soft moans, the buzzing….the moisture….the breath leaving your body….and imagined how you look, climaxing as you called out for me in a yearning sob”.
“Mmm…”
“I know.”
“My legs are crossed. You’re killing me.”
“I’ve got a ticket. If you guess whether it’s yours, or mine, correctly; we can be doing this for real, by the early afternoon.”
“Hold on. Someone is trying to beat down my door, and I’m laying here, my finger on the trigger.”
