“I want to fuck you.”

Indeed, the instant those words escaped his lips, this naughty neighbor phone sex slut pounced on him like the cougar on his chest. In addition, my legs wrapped around his waist, and his hands instantly grabbed my ass. He lifted me high and dropped my crotch on top of his swollen bulge. The tip of his cock was immediately drawn to my hole, and I could feel his girth pressing through his jeans. He feverishly tongued my mouth with kisses. I tasted cinnamon and cigarettes on his lips. His tongue was like syrup in my mouth. It had a mind of its own as it stroked and massaged mine. He pushed through the door and closing it behind us without missing a beat.

He walked into the living room and tossed me onto the couch, dropping to his knees before me.

“I need to taste you.” Pools of lubrication gathered in my panties. As a result, this naughty neighbor phone sex diva could feel thick juices spreading across my inner thighs. His fingertips reached up and expertly slipped my panties down around my ankles. I ripped the rob from my body. It felt like fire, and I needed it off. I needed to feel his hands on me. Brad took both hands and forcefully pushed my knees up toward my head. Therefore, my dripping wet cunt was now inches from his lips. I pushed my hips up, urging him to eat me, as I pinched my nipples hard. They were as stiff as my now throbbing clit.

Oh my fucking God. His hands and his tongue worked my pussy in ways I’ve never felt before. 

How did he move his tongue so fast? So, then I lowered my legs down, placing my feet on the floor. He watched as I feverishly undid his buckle and unleashed his monstrous manhood. It was long, thick, and perfect. The veins running up and down his member were throbbing. Being the naughty neighbor phone sex whore, I wiped the precum from the tip with my fingers, licking it off while he watched. His eyes locked onto mine.

“Fuck me.” I wasn’t asking it. Above all, I needed it now!

I’d never needed to be fucked as bad as I did at that moment. Brad positioned himself between my wide-open legs. My cunt was still sensitive from my last orgasm, but it didn’t stop me from grabbing into Brad’s hips and driving his cock deep inside me. He found his rhythm right away, pumping in and out with long, steady strokes. My pussy clamped tightly around his stiff tool. This naughty neighbor phone sex flirt held onto his nipple ring and tugged, and I could tell he liked it. His nipple hardened between my fingers, and he bit his lip. “Oh yeah, like that. Harder.”

I twisted and pulled on his nipples while he forcefully rammed into me.

As a result, the pleasure mounting inside my abdomen, and he was going to make me cum again. We came together, just as I had hoped we would. I didn’t move for a while after that, just staring up at Brad’s gorgeous body. Watching as his muscles slowly relaxed and his lips curled into a sly grin. Consequently, I wondered what he was thinking. That was the best fuck I’d ever had. And I wanted it again. Being the naughty neighbor phone sex slut I am, I hoped he would recover quickly, and we’d have time for round two before my husband came home from work.

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