If a guy wants me to give him a deepthroat blowjob, I can hang. If he wants me to wretch and upchuck all over him, then he better be packing an extra long, super thick wang. I’ve had so many throat fucking sessions with dozens of dicks of all sorts of sizes, they definitely did something to my pole pleasing pipe and had an affect on my gag reflex. It’s not totally gone, but you have to have a really big bone, both lengthy and girthy, if you want me to gag and gasp on your throat gaper.
I’ve said it a million times; if I’m sucking your cock, I’m throating myself on it. That’s just how real sluts roll, Bro. Standard blowjobs are for beginners and prudes who think they know what’s up. I think we can all agree that simple, soft BJ’s are definitely not what’s up. They might feel okay but they don’t hold a man’s interest for long. Skull fucking throatjobs are where it’s at, once you get one, you’re going to want more. Just so happens that I will skull fuck myself for you, simply because that’s how a true teen slut likes it.
Honestly, most men only have tonsil ticklers between their legs. It’s cool, that’s why it’s called an “average.” Whore math tells you that out of every 100 men I blow, around 70 of them will have face fuckers of around 5 inches, or so. 15 of them will be smaller than that, the cute little lip smackers, and 15 will be bigger. Of the 15 bigger tonsil ticklers, only 2 or 3 of those will even be long enough to reach my larynx, let alone get all the way down into my esophagus. And that, my guy, is where my gag reflex resides. Want to make my dry heave or hurl while we’re having cocksucking phone sex, then you better have the tool it takes to get there.





















I love Cocksucking phone sex. I slurped his cock up like it was just a thing to do. I wasn’t paying attention to whatever he was trying to say, or bothering with whatever nonsense lesson my tutor was trying to teach me. I had a mission and that was to suck cock and have fun doing it. I heard a protest, some kind of blather about improper etiquette or inappropriate blah blah blah, it didn’t matter, I had a stranglehold on his prick and that meant I owned him for the moment. My hands were busy fondling his balls, my gaze focused on them while my fingers worked happily. My senses dropped him out of my attention as I worked on turning this into a Deepthroat blowjob, and attuned entirely to his dick. I was happy to prove I knew exactly what I was doing here if not in my academics, with one- two- a dozen bobs of my head before he could react. My tongue was aggressive, my slurping hard, and my attention focused on a prize we hadn’t even started to negotiate. “Oh, fuck!” I heard him cry, and I knew I had him. He rubbed my head gratefully like I was his little sister, and I fantasized about sucking my big brother’s cock right up just like this. I’m as spontaneous as I am eager, not caring for even a moment that he was throbbing hard in my mouth. I was after much bigger prizes, splashy ones that come at the end of a furious face fuck and eager to make it happen. My tongue rolled around, my fingers squeezing gently while rolling over his balls, and my focus on getting him as deep in my mouth as possible. This is what School girl sex should be, passionate and relentless.
