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It was early when you texted. You’re so tight with your words it makes me grin. I know you do that to piss off women. I’m not pissed, I’m turned on. I know who’s in complete control. You tell me when and where and wait for my reply. I can see you in my mind, toe tapping with the impatience of a man used to getting his way. Nearly ready to move on to another woman on your list when I type my hasty reply. I thrive on the adrenaline, and my cunt is clenching wildly as I answer.

“Yes, an hour. I’ll be there. With the red panties, got it. Already lubed and ready, yes. ” I begin a silly girl-rush of babble you care nothing about and I scamper off to get ready for our rendezvous. I know what you want and I prepare for it. I get my entire cunt and ass shaved smooth, and make sure my back door is clean as a whistle inside and out. I put on the new panties that you’ll just be ripping off me soon.

You’re so handsome and so fucking YOUNG. A total alpha male, and my dominant, dirty boss. You are more than a decade younger than me, and that fact feels as dirty as anything in that deviant mind of yours. You are chiseled and muscled and gorgeous, and your cock. Motherfucker, your cock is the most perfect one I have ever seen. My hot little slut yap waters in Pavlovian anticipation.

You’re right on time, and so am I. Time is tight. We’re raging horny for this and it’s been far too long. I jump in your cool 69 Dodge Powerwagon and I’m instantly on your bared cock with my drooling, eager mouth, slurping the cock of THE sexiest man I have ever seen in my life. My cunt is crazy hot, clenching and wet, swollen and flowering open, itching, the heat prickles so intensely! Screaming anticipation!!! You shove me roughly and I crawl up on you, straddling. You rip off my lacey red thong in one wicked tug. It’s a fast and vicious fuck. I can’t stop cumming and yelping like a kicked pup. It hurts so good and it’s only going to get better.

I’m in a daze as you move me like a doll, open the door, sliding me out and bending me over the seat in what seems like a smoothly executed magic trick. I’m just high from the orgasms as you fit that fat monster cock into my insanely tight asshole. You’re an expert. I grip the seat and scream. You hush me in that calm way of yours and I do. I take what you give and I like it. I crave it and when you tear that thick thug of a cock out of me and cram it in my hot mouth, I can’t help exploding. My hips grind in a slow, taut fuckmotion as I swallow your cock, knelt and spread.

Your hands in my hair guide me back over the seat, your voice urging me to take more. I want it, all of it. I cry out and flood as you fuck me deep, and then bite my knuckle white to keep quiet. When you spin me round again, and press me to my knees, I am so ready. I swallow your cock and your load like a starved bitch. Fuckyesssss. A quick cleanup, and we are in our separate vehicles, satiated for the moment. All I can think about as I drive away is when can I get some more of that, as we melt back into our own personal lives….

Your naughty phone sex vixen, Jenna

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