Dirty phone talk may be what I specialize in, but getting cocks off is what I live for. Luckily, I have a job where I go into it wanting to hear as much cum squirt out on the phone as possible. To do that, I have to dig deep into the dirty depths of my perverted mind to pull out all the nasty things that I’ve done, seen, or fantasized about. It was never unusual to tell a guy in school all the things I wanted him to do to my slut holes growing up. I’ve never been afraid to be vocal about sex. If I want a hard cock in my cunt, I will tell you. In fact, I’ll tell you when it’s going to go into my slutty mouth, how much spit will fall out my mouth before it’s lubed up enough to thrust it in my pussy and cock.
For whores like me, the dirtier the better is always a go to motto. I like it dirty and everything that comes out of my mouth, your filthy cum, my spit, your spit, the neighbors spit, the guys cum from last night that inevitably is dripping down my cunt as it has been all day. I never waste a shower to get cum off me, that’s what mouths are for, duh. As long as we are on the same page, knowing if it’s off limits to most, it’s probably coming out of my mouth. Otherwise, most stuff just goes in my mouth. If I’m able to keep it there, swallow it, pass it to the next person via mouth, then I’m doing just that.
If you like it dirty then you know where to look, I mean if you can hang with a dirty slut like me.