Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s episode is titled “Voice”. Dear Sir, Tell me… Do you still dream about the melding of our flesh?
Do you crave the possession of my soft and yielding need by your hard and gleaming hunger?
Do you ache for a taste of the wanton desires that melt my sweet cunt, that drench the nylon and lace?
Do I make you horny? Let’s begin….
I smile somewhat shyly, although my face unseen by you as I breathe softly into the receiver, the sound of your masculine yet mellifluous voice at odds with the deliciously debased filth whispered from your sweet lips.
Closing my eyes, picturing your beautiful face and hands, I listen to the liquid velvet accent outline the opportunities awaiting them, awaiting our flesh – the wet sounds from my throat as you fuck my mouth, the shine on your face as I smear and mark you with my dripping cunt, the binds I will use to dominate and possess, the bruises kissed with tender care after You have claimed me as your own.
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