I Know What You Desire

Princess Phone Sex

I know what you desire. You want me all to yourself, dirty boy. I promise you’ll never be able to catch me and cuff me, unless you’re a generous sugar daddy. Baby girl loves Amazon gift cards. Do you want to know what filthy things I buy for you? I buy the bralettes that caress my juicy tits, rubbing on my poor hard little nipples. I buy the matching lace thong that gets swallowed by my fat ass, teasing my little clitty with every step. I buy these heels, the ones that lift my ass and make these legs look almost as good as when they’re wrapped around your head. I buy these nylons, oh yes the ones that you love; all the thigh highs, and fishnets, and panty hose galore.

I buy all my little sex toys, like the clamps here on my nipples, or the hot vibrator buzzing away, thick and hot in my soaking wet little cunt. I bought the bullet I’m torturing my clit with, circling myself and edging as I have been for hours. You buy my pleasure, and that’s the greatest compliment a man can give besides telling me how delicious this little pussy is. You vie for my attentions; why not buy them instead?

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