Sandra Talks Dirty – UK Phone Sex Operator

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After yesterday I couldn’t wait for Bob and Steve to arrive, I was wearing a nice cotton dress which buttoned down the front. I could hear them working away as I lay on my bed imagining all sorts of horny scenarios, my vibrator was buzzing like mad as I began to develop my filthy thoughts. My eyes were closed and I was really getting carried away.

I was cumming, cumming really hard, I could feel my orgasm starting to encompass my whole body, I was swearing and fucking myself harder with the vibrator. Breathing really heavily I opened my eyes and look towards the door, there was Steve stood there with his cock in his hand – he had been watching me, watching me playing with myself. I was quite embarrassed at first, but thought what the hell, he’d seen everything, so I smiled and held my hand out towards him.

I sat him down onto the bed and pulled off his shorts. His cock was longer than Bob’s but not quite as thick… I couldn’t let him go without fucking him, I got on top of him and started to ride it. It felt lovely, my hands on his shoulders riding faster, my muscles tightening I was cumming, his hands were on my nipples and I could feel his hot spunk shooting up inside me. It was electric.

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