There is something inherently hot about using phone sex audio to replicate real life sex. Which is exactly what I did the other night. As the car rocked back and forth, our bodies grinding against each other in a rhythm that was both primal and forbidden, I couldn’t help but moan loudly into your ear. My hips bucked forward, meeting your thrusts as you pounded into me with a fervor that matched my own lustful desires. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the enclosed space, punctuated by the wet smacking of our tongues tangling together in an erotic dance.
My breath came out in ragged gasps as I felt myself getting closer to orgasm. “Fuck yeah,” I groaned, arching my back off the seat as you reached around to pinch my nipples hard enough to make me cry out. It only served to heighten the sensation coursing through my body – a mix of pleasure and shame that made this encounter all the more thrilling.
As you picked up speed, slamming into me over and over again like an animal possessed by its instincts, I could feel myself getting wetter with every thrust. My pussy clenched tightly around your cock each time it retreated before greedily pulling it back inside with a suction-like force when it plunged back in again. The friction was exquisite torture; just what we both needed on this late-night adventure away from prying eyes and curious ears alike.
And then…oh god…I felt it building up deep within me – an unstoppable wave of ecstasy about to crash down upon us both without
warning. My body tensed up as I let out a long, low moan that seemed to reverberate throughout the car. “I’m gonna cum,” I panted, my voice hoarse from all the screaming we’d been doing.
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