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Craving a little biological delicacy are we? I know you’re just all pent up from looking at my gorgeous photos and very aroused reading and hanging onto my every word. I know you’d delight in running your tongue up my salty skin to find my mouth unwilling for a kiss–my hand would find your dick, though. And I would masturbate you. Pushing you into the wall I would enjoy watching your face–the resolve waning as I run my hand up and down slowly. I know you like this–you like to be against a wall for me. Finally, a well placed kiss tasting of strawberry EOS from soft lips. My breath infuses you. I nibble at your neck as I pick up the pace with my hand–‘you love it don’t you darling, you love the way I handle your cock,” I devour your tongue. Then you find yourself on your knees and in quick order my skirt raises for the show–no painties and pouting wet pussy lips. “You get down there and eat it,” I tell you. “Yes Ma’am.” I enjoy your obedient tongue but I withhold my pleasure because I know that is something you crave–you love the taste–the smell and how dirty you feel when you eat it. You start to beg for my orgasm–and I laugh. “do you really want it darling?” I ask. Of course you do–look at you all drug eyed–horny–you’ll do anything. That’s where I need you to be. “On your knees and close your eyes,” a soft but sure demand I issue that you obey. You hear me pad off barefooted. You are excited. The mass of your erection hurts but feels good–you know you’re going to need to cum and there is nothing you will not do to make sure that you get what I have to offer. “Open your mouth,” there is a slight hesitation as your breath catches in your throat, but still being dutiful you obey. The taste is nutty, sweet. It has a varied flavor–a smokey aftertaste. I am laughing. “Keep eating,” you hear the sucking sounds of my fingers at my pussy hole. You do not want me to cum on my fingers—you want me to cum in your mouth. So you greedily devour the entire drink. All of it–there is a bit of a piss taste in the cup. I am laughing now more and more. You are humiliated and ready. Then I take your tongue with my hungry cunt. You strangely find that it tastes like the substance in the cup–then you realize that my pussy is full of another man’s cum. You start to squirt your load on the floor as I laugh–you move and I cum on your face. I get down to your level for a split second–pushing your face downward–you’ll eat it all! Cream pie phone sex with Mistress Meredith

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