Britnee lay on her bed, legs spread open as she spoke to Josh on the phone. She could hear the sound of his breathing quicken as she began to describe her cunt in detail.
"You think you can handle this wet, needy mess, Josh? It's dripping for you." She taunted, using playful insults to pique his interest.
"Picture it, Josh. It's pink and plump, just begging for your cock." She went on, painting a vivid picture in his mind.
"Imagine running your fingers through my wet folds, Josh. It's like silk." She described the feel of her cunt, making sure to include every sensual detail.
"It's like a vice, Josh. It'll squeeze every last drop out of you." She moved on to the shape of her cunt, telling him how tight and wet it gets when she's turned on.
"You'll love the taste of my juices, Josh. It's like candy." She went on to describe the taste of her cunt, making sure to emphasize how much she enjoys it.
"You'll be addicted to my scent, Josh. It's like nothing you've ever smelled before." She told him, describing the musky and intoxicating smell of her arousal.
"Imagine filling me up with your hot load, Josh. It'll be like heaven." She explained why she really likes cum, the taste, the smell, the meaning of it all.
"Take your time, Josh. Imagine every detail I've described." She gave him detailed instructions on how to jerk off, telling him to take his time and imagine every detail she's described.
"Think about how it would feel to be inside me, to imagine the sensation of my tight cunt wrapped around your cock." She encouraged him to cum hard, to imagine it shooting out and mixing with her juices.
"Think about how it would feel to be inside me, to imagine the sensation of my tight cunt wrapped around your cock." She repeated the line, letting the image sink in.
"Think about how it would feel to be inside me, to imagine the sensation of my tight cunt wrapped around your cock." She repeated the line again, knowing that she had him on the edge.
Britnee hung up the phone, smiling to herself as she heard Josh's moans of pleasure through the receiver. She knew she had him right where she wanted him, and she couldn't wait to feel him inside her.
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