Carina’s Fast and Furious Fucking Phonesex!!

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I’ve said it once but it bears repeating that dancing is the next best thing to fucking. And in fact, not only do the two things have  a lot in common but the one often leads to the other.  😉 I mean what else do you need to get you in the mood for a good slow hard fuck or a good fast and furious fuck then feeling the pounding beats of a good tune and letting ya body move along to it, losing yourself in the moment until some fine, fit bloke approaches you, eyes you up and down and starts to move along with you.

Well that’s what happened to me the other night. I was wearing high heels ,thigh high stockings and garters that showed underneath the cut up to the arse skirt of one of my favourite dresses. That dress clung to my body like it was painted on and I wore no bra so that when I danced my pretty titties bounced up and down and rubbed up against the silky material of my dress and turned me on incredibly, making my nipples hard like little acorns.

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Leaf Peepers Phone Sex

 

It was the height of fall foliage season, and my friend had booked us a special train ride for “leaf peepers”. We boarded the  train, and we managed to score one side of a private compartment. We assumed the pair sitting across from us were mother and son. She was a hot redheaded MILF, and he was a blonde little babe, all fresh faced and surfer-dudish. We said our hellos, then sat back to enjoy the foliage through the train window.

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A Roadside Fucking Phone Sex

I was halfway into my solo road trip, sick of driving, and just wanting to get to my destination. My luck–my trusty car broke down on the side of a seemingly-endless road with nary a truck stop or gas station. I walked for a couple of miles, and ended up at a small gas station with, thankfully, a tow truck parked out front. I was hot, and parched. Sweat clung to my shirt, outlining my big tits. I didn’t care about my appearance at the moment. A guy in his 60s, dressed in greasy overalls, came out of the garage and approached me.

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